Barefoot in the Dark
“The absolute last (since she was trawling her bete noires) would have been Simon wearing nothing but his pants and a come-hither expression, so she did suppose it could be worse, but, even as the lesser of two evils, what she was looking at now did not please her one bit.
‘What’s this?’ she asked Kayleigh, who was standing on a chair across the office, poking a watering can into the dessicated fronds of the spider plant on top of the stationery cupboard. Kayleigh paused in her pouring.
‘Hmm?’ ‘...This.’ Hope picked it up by its corner, almost reluctant to touch it. ‘This thing on my desk.’ Kayleigh climbed down from the chair.
‘That’s Jack Valentine,’ she said.
‘Yes, I know that,’ Hope said patiently. ‘But what’s it doing on my desk?’ Kayleigh shrugged. ‘I dunno. It’s a printout of the jpeg, isn’t it?’ ‘What jpeg?’ ‘The jpeg he sent through for the posters.’ ‘What jpeg he sent through for the posters?’ ‘The one he sent us. For us to put on the posters for the fun run.’ She climbed back on to the chair again and shrugged.MoreLess
‘What’s this?’ she asked Kayleigh, who was standing on a chair across the office, poking a watering can into the dessicated fronds of the spider plant on top of the stationery cupboard. Kayleigh paused in her pouring.
‘Hmm?’ ‘...This.’ Hope picked it up by its corner, almost reluctant to touch it. ‘This thing on my desk.’ Kayleigh climbed down from the chair.
‘That’s Jack Valentine,’ she said.
‘Yes, I know that,’ Hope said patiently. ‘But what’s it doing on my desk?’ Kayleigh shrugged. ‘I dunno. It’s a printout of the jpeg, isn’t it?’ ‘What jpeg?’ ‘The jpeg he sent through for the posters.’ ‘What jpeg he sent through for the posters?’ ‘The one he sent us. For us to put on the posters for the fun run.’ She climbed back on to the chair again and shrugged.MoreLess
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