was very large, comfortable and except for being covered in green velvet, it was quite a nice sofa in his estimation. He watched as Claire went to the kitchen. She was slim, attractive, blonde and cute. She passed a small dining room with a table and four chairs. All in all, and all things considered, his Wednesday hadn’t ended too badly after all. After his milk, a little idle chat, he and Claire went to bed. His Wednesday and birthday then finished way, way above any possible expectations he could have ever had. He then slept remarkable well.
Chapter 6 - Claire And The Cat
Milo couldn’t take his eyes off Claire, as they ate breakfast. The Michael in him wasn’t as impressed, but Milo was enchanted. Claire’s bright blue eyes, straight blonde shoulder length hair and almost perpetual smile, was as close to perfection as he had ever seen. She was dressed in her navy blue uniform and white blouse ready for work. They finished their breakfast in silence.
‘Well, we’d better be off then, Michael,’ Claire said sweetly.
‘Yes, look at the time,’ Michael replied.
They got their jackets and left together. They walked two blocks, kissed each other and then went in opposite directions to work. Claire happy and content that her Michael was reasonably well after his accident; a little disoriented as Hilda had told her, but all things considered, she was just happy that he was home.
Milo had more on his mind. Two minds in fact. He was thinking like Milo and Michael at the same time. He had the memories of both. He was sure this wasn’t right. For the time being though, he couldn’t think of anything better to do than to just go along and see what happened. Claire was certainly a bonus as far as he was concerned. He had never experienced anything as wonderful as her. Where Michael had affection for Claire, Milo lusted for more of her in their bed.
His route to work took him along Brown Street. He paused as he passed his old flat, and then thought it better to keep moving. As he turned to set off again, he felt the familiar feel of Cindy rubbing against his leg.
‘Oh I don’t think you should do that,’ he said. ‘You’d better get back upstairs.’
With that, the cat gave Milo’s leg one more rub, and then slowly walked off to the front door of the building. His tail, wafting from side to side. Milo thought about his cat as he continued to work. The new Milo should know everything he knew, so he would take good care of Cindy.
‘Morning Michael, feeling better?’
‘Thanks Ronald. Just fine I think.’
‘You had us a bit worried yesterday.’
‘No. Honestly. I feel fine,’ Michael insisted.
‘All right, go get suited up then, and you can get to work.’
‘Thanks. Do we still have that leak in D sector?’
‘Yep. Still not right. If you could give Max and Nicolas a hand it would help.’
‘Yes, will do.’
Milo let Michael take over for the day, and easily handled all his tasks. He had relined a large duct intake manifold and had managed to successfully stop the leak that had been causing re-oxygenated air to be contaminated by an exhaust duct that ran alongside. He’d had to cover some distance to locate the problem manifold, and it had taken him over two hours to return to central control. He left work just a little later than normal, but knew Claire was well used to him being a little late from time to time.
Milo resurfaced in his thinking as he walked down Brown Street again, on his way home. He thought about his cat and hoped he was well fed by this time. Probably having a nap. As he turned out of Brown Street, Milo started to think about Claire. He wanted her again later tonight.
Michael arrived home to a warm hug and a kiss from Claire, who was preparing dinner. They exchanged their little stories of their days at work, before sitting down to dinner. Michael in full control of the conversation over dinner, and the quiet time later with Claire on the sofa watching a movie. They went