Story begins at http://geets13.blogspot.in/2011/10/heights-of-love-prelude.html
Uncertainty kills you softly… the fear of the worse is
actually worse than the worst itself.. to top it Grata was in the mid of the
classic - Boys… cant live with them… cant live without them! Adam had bought
her a cuppa… he had taken her on a drive… was that sort of a date?
Grata’s trail of thoughts -
//He said he loved me… but he
also said he doesn’t wanna see me again…
he sang heart shaped box for me… does
he think I am manipulative-sweet-looking-blood-sucking-maneater?
Is he
attracted to me or repulsed by me??? Aaaaargh…
on one hand he has a problem with me
flirting with other men.. on other hand he buys me coffee…
on one hand I see
him fighting… on the other I just really reaaaally wanna kiss him//
She let out
an Aaaargh of exasperation as she tossed the empty cup at the door.
G suddenly became alert, straightened her back & said “Adam
bought me coffee today while I was headed to the Garage.. I have been staring
at the cup since forever.. but I sure did not notice the scribblings…” Mel
turned around the cup… It read 7:30 PM today? “oh my god… he asked me out on a
date” screamed Grata as she jumped off the bed & started dancing
hysterically… Mel pulled her down & said… “okay.. from the beginning”… So
Grata described the dealings of the day to Mel in happiness beyond words.. so
much so, she felt her heart would beat right out her chest! When she was done..
Mel shook her by the shoulders & said sternly “You can’t go.. you’re dating
Henry!!”
TO BE CONTINUED. . .http://geets13.blogspot.co.uk/2016/05/heights-of-love-plot-thickens.html