LMPYITP: The Random Passages

Chapter 193

           

Liam's planner was full of dates. Reminders of things he scribbled down into his schedule so he wouldn't forget.

            It still shocked me he kept it. But what shocked me even more was that he wrote stuff down in it himself. Sure, there were occaisons where I penciled things in but most of it was his doing.

            I sat at the dining room table flipping through it to see what he had coming up that week. Not too much.

            'I wish my schedule was this open.' I thought as I read the events.

            "Fuck's sake!" Liam groaned down the hallway.

            I perked up wondering what was the matter. I could hear him throwing things obviously on the hunt for something.

            "Blue?" He called coming up the hall. "Have you seen me-" He stopped himself when he noticed what I had. "There it is, that little cunt!" He hurried to the table and snatched up his planner. "I thought I'd lost it."

            "Well luckily you didn't." I replied. "We both know how good you are at losing things."

            He smirked. "Well I haven't lost you yet."

            I smiled. "No you haven't."

            He grinned even bigger. "C'mon!" He said waving his hand. "We've gotta be in Carnaby Street."

            "You've gotta be in Carnaby Street." I pointed out. "I've got a few errands to run first."

            "And then you'll be there?" He nodded curiously.

            "Yes." I nodded in assurance.

            "Please tell me you'll reconsider." Mike said as I gathered the last few things out of my desk. "Whatever they're offerin', I'll double it. Triple it even!"

            "It's not about the money." I told him. "Besides, you're keeping me on freelance."

            "That's hardly the same thing!"

            "Yes it is." I headed for the door. "Bye!"

            I made it Pretty Green just before a meeting was about to start. Liam had yet to arrive...off in another meeting in one of the offices...so I took a seat by Pat and waited for it to begin.

            Pat and I chit chatted for a bit until my phone chimed with a new text message.

            Noely G.: Need u to come round mine tonight. Sonny's requested you read him a bedtime story...actually he wants to read it to you.

            "Alright." I said as Sonny and I got comfortable sitting on his bed. "What story we readin'?"

            The Gruffalo and he was actually quite good at it. Noel informed me he'd become a bit obsessed with it and it was all he ever wanted to read.

            "You better take this, Auntie Jules." Sonny said taking that ring off from around his neck and handing it to me. "I don't need it anymore."

            "You sure?" I asked rolling it around in my palm.

            He nodded. "Do we have time for another story?"

            "No. I'm afraid not." I sighed. "It is well past your bedtime."

            He sighed in acquiesce and then I tucked him in properly.