In any ordinary life (In any oridnary Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Clare Stanley Midgley
two steps forward and three steps back Jeanie couldn’t make up her mind what to do. Sitting in the bus shelter she started to reminisce about her previous relationship she had been hurt so badly by one man who had promised to love and respect her instead all he did was abuse any trust she had.
Trying not to generalise Jeanie waited for sign and as the hour rolled past the only thing that greeted her was dirty washed up slush from the side of the road. By this time she knew fate wasn’t going to make this decision. Jumping off her seat she continued to walk to town.
What am I waiting for a sermon a burning bush? Not every man is the same but you never know. Ivy’s great words of wisdom with what’s the worse that could happen. I can tell you now I could be found dead at the bottom of a field with my knickers round my ankles and strangled by my boot laces!
Jeanie laughed under her breath knowing her self reasoning wasn’t going to help either. Walking past the old church the snow had started to gather around the graves and a still calmness had fallen over the village. The steps of The Old Cock pub beckoned and as she looked at the clock tower across from the grocery store the town seemed to be at peace unlike Jeanie. Everything had a calm serenity being spotlighted by a silvery moon but inside Jeanie stomach somersaulted and churned. The door to the pub was closed and a dim light from the corner room could be seen through the mock Tudor glass and as her mind flipped from yes to no she started to feel butterflies in her stomach. Turning quickly Jeanie felt she needed more time.
“Fucking hell Jeanie, you frightened me to death!”
“I’m sorry Jim,” Jeanie exclaimed sheepishly, “I was asked to meet someone here and I’m a little late.”
“I know who you’re meeting and he’s been like a hen on hot bricks all night! Get in here or you will have the whole town talking.” Jim closed the door and started again.
“Right you I’m only going to say this once, and it’s about time. He’s a nice bloke you’re a lovely girl. No funny business in my pub and I’m going to bed. Night Doc!” As he disappeared up the staircase behind the bar he pulled the door shut behind him. Jeanie stood frozen stiff not knowing what was going to happen.
She could see James sat at the side of the fire and the well assured demeanour of before seemed completely out of sight and with a bottle of beer and book overturned on the table reflecting his inability to concentrate Jeanie felt intrigued. As she peered around the corner wanting to see more she creped further. He looked like an expectant father and as he ran his hands through the thick dark hair into the back of his neck his dark eyes seem to pierce the night as if his answer lay in the cold outside. As he looked at his watched his anxiety increased with each passing second.
Jeanie hid behind the main bar wall not knowing what to do and as she moved closer the floor creaked marking her position. Seeing him move Jeanie knew she had been heard and as his head rose from his hands he walked over quickly.
“I thought I’d frightened you away I didn’t think you were going to come I didn’t know what to think. Can I get you anything?”
Jeanie shook her head half anxious that she had been found.
“I’m sorry about before. I was too full on please forgive me?
Come and sit down.” He seemed agitated and uncomfortably and as Jeanie shook his hand he found himself confused by her reaction.
Finding a spot she sat in the corner next to the fire. James still unsure sat besides her trying to gage her thoughts. Looking at her in the glow of the fire Jeanie’s auburn hair shimmered and as he starred the flames that danced around her shoulders he couldn’t help but want her. She looked at him in silence wanting to look at the floor and feeling more out of place than usual walking closer to the fireplace she looked back wanting to run, “Maybe
Trying not to generalise Jeanie waited for sign and as the hour rolled past the only thing that greeted her was dirty washed up slush from the side of the road. By this time she knew fate wasn’t going to make this decision. Jumping off her seat she continued to walk to town.
What am I waiting for a sermon a burning bush? Not every man is the same but you never know. Ivy’s great words of wisdom with what’s the worse that could happen. I can tell you now I could be found dead at the bottom of a field with my knickers round my ankles and strangled by my boot laces!
Jeanie laughed under her breath knowing her self reasoning wasn’t going to help either. Walking past the old church the snow had started to gather around the graves and a still calmness had fallen over the village. The steps of The Old Cock pub beckoned and as she looked at the clock tower across from the grocery store the town seemed to be at peace unlike Jeanie. Everything had a calm serenity being spotlighted by a silvery moon but inside Jeanie stomach somersaulted and churned. The door to the pub was closed and a dim light from the corner room could be seen through the mock Tudor glass and as her mind flipped from yes to no she started to feel butterflies in her stomach. Turning quickly Jeanie felt she needed more time.
“Fucking hell Jeanie, you frightened me to death!”
“I’m sorry Jim,” Jeanie exclaimed sheepishly, “I was asked to meet someone here and I’m a little late.”
“I know who you’re meeting and he’s been like a hen on hot bricks all night! Get in here or you will have the whole town talking.” Jim closed the door and started again.
“Right you I’m only going to say this once, and it’s about time. He’s a nice bloke you’re a lovely girl. No funny business in my pub and I’m going to bed. Night Doc!” As he disappeared up the staircase behind the bar he pulled the door shut behind him. Jeanie stood frozen stiff not knowing what was going to happen.
She could see James sat at the side of the fire and the well assured demeanour of before seemed completely out of sight and with a bottle of beer and book overturned on the table reflecting his inability to concentrate Jeanie felt intrigued. As she peered around the corner wanting to see more she creped further. He looked like an expectant father and as he ran his hands through the thick dark hair into the back of his neck his dark eyes seem to pierce the night as if his answer lay in the cold outside. As he looked at his watched his anxiety increased with each passing second.
Jeanie hid behind the main bar wall not knowing what to do and as she moved closer the floor creaked marking her position. Seeing him move Jeanie knew she had been heard and as his head rose from his hands he walked over quickly.
“I thought I’d frightened you away I didn’t think you were going to come I didn’t know what to think. Can I get you anything?”
Jeanie shook her head half anxious that she had been found.
“I’m sorry about before. I was too full on please forgive me?
Come and sit down.” He seemed agitated and uncomfortably and as Jeanie shook his hand he found himself confused by her reaction.
Finding a spot she sat in the corner next to the fire. James still unsure sat besides her trying to gage her thoughts. Looking at her in the glow of the fire Jeanie’s auburn hair shimmered and as he starred the flames that danced around her shoulders he couldn’t help but want her. She looked at him in silence wanting to look at the floor and feeling more out of place than usual walking closer to the fireplace she looked back wanting to run, “Maybe
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