Callie's World by Anna Pescardot Read Free Book Online

I don't know why. We're all adults. I just
hope that he doesn't mind his brother and work colleague dating.
Anyway, I'm going to go now because I actually have another date
with him again tonight. This hasn't happened in ages. We're going
to the cinema to watch My week with
Marilyn. Should be good. I will update you
on Wednesday but until then...
     
    Callie signing off
     
    xxx
     
    Hi guys,
     
    I went to the cinema with Scott on Monday and
we sat at the back and to be totally honest, I didn't get to see
that much of the film, if you know what I mean, lol! After that, we
went to McDonalds and had a burger and fries meal. He is so great
that I can be myself in front of him and he doesn't say anything.
That's why I could stuff my face with the burger and have a large
milkshake too. I even ate some ice-cream afterwards and he smiled
when I spilled it all down my new blouse. He didn't have milkshake
or ice-cream; he says it gives him stomach ache (poor guy).
    Last night we went bowling and he was really
good at it. Usually I beat everyone, but he is serious competition.
He, too, used to play in a league. I think I have met my match this
time. The only thing I don't like is that he does attract a lot of
female attention. He's not traditionally good-looking but there's
just something about him, I guess.
    When I got into work yesterday morning, Nick
was being very quiet. He asked me how things were going between
Scott and me, but after that it was business as usual. I got the
feeling he was being a bit weird and maybe a little off with me
later on yesterday afternoon, but maybe it's just the guilt I feel
at dating his brother. I don't know why I'm even feeling guilty
though - we're both single and we're hurting nobody.
    Today I'm going into Chester with Nick as
there's a woman there who thinks that there's going to be a
disaster happening soon. She's seen visions about it apparently and
as these things are due to happen locally she felt compelled to
tell our newspaper. Tonight I'm seeing Scott again and he's going
to be cooking me a romantic meal at his house. I can't wait. I will
tell you all about it on Friday. Until then,
     
    Callie signing off
     
    xxx
     
    Hi guys
     
    I hope you have all had a great week and that
you are looking forward to a nice weekend. I went to Chester the
other day to see that woman and boy was she weird. Her house was
like an attic sale; junk everywhere and I had to move two cats, a
pile of old phone directories and a cup with bacteria growing in it
before I could even sit down.
    She claimed she was psychic and she had
dreams about people. She told me she'd dreamt that there was going
to be a huge earthquake in the North of England and that although
she didn't know exactly when and where it would strike, that it
would catch loads of people off guard because the town isn't on a
fault line. She said she didn't think anyone would die but there
will be destruction to a lot of buildings and some people may lose
their homes or jobs.
    I'm not worried. She was obviously not the
full shilling. It was funny watching Nick cringe as one of her
mangy cats jumped on his knee and started to rub itself against
him. He's probably a right old fleabag now.
    I went round to Scott's later on for tea. He
has a nice house. A small terrace, which he's done up like a
typical bachelor pad - all black leather and flat screen
televisions. He'd cooked me lasagna with tiramisu for afterwards
and it was absolutely gorgeous. He's a man of many talents,
obviously. His day job is in an office doing some sort of IT
technical support and he also does volunteer work in the animal
shelter at weekends. I bet you are thinking that he sounds too good
to be true and I'm starting to think the same. It's like I've had a
load of weirdos and losers and now good things are coming to me
because I've waited long enough! I'm just crossing my fingers that
I don't find out that he's got a secret wife or that he used to be
a woman or something. I'm sure