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FRIDAY JULY 15^TH 2005

 

Ray had fallen off the wagon a few days ago now, and was finding it hard to conceal the fact from his family.

 

‘Are you alright, Ray? You seem a bit quiet today?’ Val asked.

 

‘Er, yes, why do you ask?’ He was starting to feel guilty and uncomfortable now.

 

‘Well, I’m not sure, you tell me. Is there anything wrong?’

 

‘No, love, no. I suppose I’m just a bit concerned about what happening around here, with that poor Lisa Hudson…’

 

Val put her arms around him.

 

‘You always were a more sensitive soul than I gave you credit for, weren’t you?’

 

Ray inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. He was safe from Val’s suspicions for now, and was already wondering when the next drink would be.

 

 

Lisa was back home, at Holland Road, with orders to keep resting for a few more days. Now she was stronger, she’d been told about the rape, and it was all that she could think about at the moment.

 

‘Do you want me to go to the shops and get you anything at all?’ Nathan asked.

 

‘I could do with some more fruit juice please? I think we’ve run out…’ Lisa’s words tailed off, as she started wracking her brain for details of the attack again.

 

‘It’ll all be alright, darling, trust me,’ Nathan tried to reassure her.

 

‘I guess, it’s just that I can’t stop trying to remember details. I just can’t remember anything about it!’ She was getting so frustrated.

 

‘You’re trying too hard, try to stop concentrating on it for a while, and things may start to come back to you later…’

 

Rachel had finished one of many phone calls over the last week to her mother.

 

‘Sorry about that,’ Rachel was looking a bit tearful still.

 

‘When are you going down to London?’ Ros, who’d brought Holly round for the morning, asked.

 

‘Early next week, the funeral should be sometime after that,’ Rachel sniffed. One of her childhood friends had been killed in the terrorist attacks last week. After thinking everyone she knew was alright, it had been a complete bolt out of the blue for her.

If any good had come out of the events, it was that Rachel only appreciated her life even more now, and vowed that she’d never be unhappy over trivial trials ever again.

 

 

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All characters, names and situations are fictitious.
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