JonnyB’s holiday snaps – #1 in a series of 3.
Holidays mean freedom. Freedom of spirit. Meeting new people.
She spoke softly, with a Derbyshire lilt. She was nervous. I went into charm and reassurance mode. She relaxed.
Scribbling her name and phone number onto the only piece of paper either of us had. I read it again and smiled, folded it carefully, slipped it into my back pocket.
“I’ve never done this before,” she said.
Our eyes didn’t meet. We both knew that this probably wasn’t true.
I glanced down at the wreckage of my front bumper.
“I’m sure the insurance will be fine,” I said, kindly.
The LTLP rolled her eyes.