Losing Battle
‘A PUMPKIN?” Linda asks.
“Yes,” Sally replies.
“The enormous orange things you have at Halloween?”
“Yes, but smaller obviously.”
“Oh, yes, obviously. We can’t have the terrific Tim thinking you’re odd!”
Linda makes a face at her friend from behind one of the display boards. The tourist information office is always quiet for the first 30 minutes or so in the mornings. The girls have time to chat as they replenish leaflets and check that posters are still up to date.
“Sally, tell me again how a pumpkin will get you the perfect man.”
Sally describes meeting Tim, her gorgeous new neighbour, at his housewarming party the previous Saturday. She’d liked him a lot and she thought maybe he liked her too. He’d seemed
