Florence_71
No, I won’t. Anyway, if I did, you wouldn’t know, so
what do you have to lose?
Caffeine_Addict
My dignity.
Florence_71
I promise I won’t laugh.
Caffeine_Addict
McLeod’s Daughters. There. I said it.
Jenny did laugh at that. A lot. But when she finished, she typed back.
Florence_71
There’s nothing wrong with that. Everyone loves
McLeod’s Daughters.
Caffeine_Addict
You laughed.
Florence_71
No way. I wouldn’t.
Caffeine_Addict
That’s okay. I’m man enough to take it.
Florence_71
I never doubted it for a minute. I should get to bed.
I’m already up way later than I should be.
Caffeine_Addict
Goodnight, Florence.
Florence_71
’Night.
She switched her phone off to stop herself doing something dumb like talking to this guy for the rest of the night like some teenager, then switched off the TV and went up to bed.
That night she dreamed of a faceless cowboy riding off into the sunset to the theme song fromMcLeod’s Daughters.
Jenny walked past the bathroom and banged on the door. ‘Three minutes!’ she called over the loud music blaring from inside, before continuing downstairs with a load of laundry.
‘Nanna,’ Sophie cried excitedly as Jenny walked into the kitchen from the laundry. She’d never get tired of hearing that gorgeous little voice calling out her name.
