Walking through the bitter night, Maharet cring at he icy wingwhich tore at her hair, pulling her floor length jacket tightly arund her, she glimpsed te light in he window.

This was the place, no doubt about it, she paused for a  minute, wondering if she really sould have thrown his phone number in the fire..maybe he only told her about this place because he had hoped she would join him there for a drink.

She thought about going home right then, but upon turning round and feeling the wind in her face once more decided that there was no way she was walking all that distance home now.

Ok.... She gt out her handbag mirror and giving her blood red lipstick a final check, entered the bar....

Unknown to her, she had been watched from the window all this time, and as she sat on the stool with her seemingly tiny legs dangling inchs above the floor, trying desperately to get the bartenders attention, she heard avoice sy i sarcastic tones "Come here often....?"

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