I feel a hint of sadness at seeing him disappear behind the set of black slatted wooden doors. I have no idea when the next time I might get to see him is. Our lives are about to become busier than either of us ever imagined.
Stepping back against the wall, I take a few moments to let the crowd thin out. The MOD police officers all head for the stable area. Their shift is now over too.
“Ian,” I yell. “Can I ask you to do a favor for me?”
“Depends on what it is, Minerva.” He flashes me a cheeky grin.
“Can you ensure Trooper Baker gets this?” I hand over a brown bag from Tesco.
“I will. Did you bring anything for me too?”
“Since you asked, I did!” I press a second brown bag into his hands. “I hope you enjoy Cadbury eggs.”
He grins even wider. “I do. I haven’t had one in ages. Thanks, Minerva.”
My cheeks warm. “You’re welcome. Have a good night.”
I’d actually intended to indulge in the twelve-pack of eggs myself, but I can pick up another one. Ian is doing me a solid. He deserves them more than me.
“You too.”
Ian waves goodbye and slips into the restricted area. I’m one of the few people left in the yard. Through the gates, I see a few soldiers lingering, hanging up their swords on the wall, removing their cloaks, and exchanging their jackboots for more practical combat boots.
“Enjoy the chocolate, Sam I Am,” I whisper, then turn to make my leave.
Later that evening,Sam shoots me a text.
Sam
Won’t be able to video chat tonight. Captain Edwards has us doing some “teambuilding” exercises tonight. Another rain check?
Min
Of course. *Winking emoji*
Sam
Thank you for the goodies. You have no idea how much I appreciate you, Min. You’re a lifesaver.
Min
You’re welcome. Hope the chocolate and caffeine help you stay awake.
Sam
I’ll ring you tomorrow when I’m back at the barracks.
Min
Okay, it’ll have to be after six.
Sam
Seven okay?
Min
Perfect.
