Lizzie's List

Lizzie's List by Diane Melling Read Free Book Online

Book: Lizzie's List by Diane Melling Read Free Book Online
Authors: Diane Melling
Tags: romantic fiction
saying that this is great news and that I will be bringing Ruth and Kate. Then I call Kate and Ruth to let them know about the news, resulting in an explosion of excitement from Kate.
    Two fairly normal and uneventful weeks pass and suddenly the outward bound weekend is close. I am finding myself a little apprehensive about the whole thing. It’s not just the fact that I will be participating in a dangerous activity, but also bearing my brother’s company with his work colleagues for a whole weekend, but I have my two fabulous friends as company too.
    Packing is fairly easy, since most of my clothes consist of things suitable for the country. I am not sure whether I need to pack anything a little smarter, but throw in a couple of tops just in case. Ben is coming to The Tea Cosy with Kate, for his instruction and then I am driving us all over to the centre, which is called The Northern edge.
    One thing I’ve neglected to mention is Jayne Eyre. I have to confess that I love it so far and as much as I hate to admit that my mum is right–I should have read it years ago. This, I will never admit to my mother, although when she did call this week and ask how I liked it, I was honest enough to say I was enjoying it. This is the first thing from my list that hasn’t given me a wild or reckless feeling; however, I am proud of achieving yet another thing I have never done before, and I have a whole new appreciation for writing.
    Note to self
Listen to mum more often – she might be right.
Lizzie, you still need to attend to your bodily hair.

Chapter 6
With Sat Navs – when will you ever need map reading skills?
    Twitching with nervous excitement, I get up and fiddle with things or tidy up things that do not need tidying – I can’t keep still. Finally, Kate and Ben arrive, so my attentions turn to instructing Ben momentarily forgetting my nerves. After knocking for Ruth and load the bags into the car, we are ready and on our way to the activity centre. Two issues are causing feelings of slight apprehension. The first is Mark and his chums being utter pretentious idiots and secondly – the thought of actually doing something scary. I really hope it’s not bungee jumping. I have never completely understood why it’s so popular unless used for a quick way of getting down to the bottom of something. I can tell Kate is excited, but bungee jumping to her, would be like a huge slab of gooey chocolate cake to me.
    On arriving at the centre, we are greeted by the panoply of gleaming executive cars. Kate grins as she knows I’m twitchy about my own beloved, skip-on-wheels, as Mark calls it. My stubbornness beats my reasoning, causing me to park slap bang in the middle of a Jaguar and Audi. I have run naked in woodlands; been in a sex shop; read (nearly) a classic novel and am about to do some extreme sports, so two posh cars don’t faze me one bit!
    My boldness then grows legs and disappears over the nearest hill, as I push Kate in front of me when we walk through the solid wood, centre doors. A tall, lean man, with a friendly smile, welcomes us warmly, making my nerves calm instantly. His name is Peter (or Pete, he’ll answer to both) and he explains that he will be taking care of us today. I estimate that he is in his 50s and if I was 15 years older, I may find him attractive, because I can’t help but love his blue eyes, seeming to be constantly full of amusement. Peter gives us our room keys and directions to where we should go to settle ourselves. He asks us to meet for lunch in the dining room once we’re ready. On cue, my stomach starts growling like an untamed monster reminding me that I haven’t eaten that morning due to my nervous energy.
    The centre is modern and spacious with a homely feel and is buffered by the rolling hills of the area. The warmth of Peter’s welcome and the centre itself cause my spirits to rise, and I start to feel excited as my worries gradually wilt away.
    Kate, Ruth and I are sharing a room,

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