" She pleaded with me and tried to thump my back to emphasise her words.In reply I just yelled, "Help! Help!' at the top of my voice. Soon I heard Mr....Reece's voice but I dared not look round to see him. Then he was at my side but he couldn't do much to assist me because of the narrowness of the opening."Keep hold of her Emma," he said grimly, "We'll get a ladder to her." He left and Miss Dobson replaced him at my side. She ordered one of the boys to untie the sheet from the pipe so if I. "I love it when you say my name. Your voice, youraccent make it sound like poetry."Nobody had ever said that about my North-Eastern twang before, but thepleasure shone in her eyes.We didn't spend much time together at her place. She shared a house in anice village a few miles from Lincoln with two other women, both cops. Oneof them was a bit awkward about girl on girl relationships and though warmenough with Olivia, I think they'd joined up together or something, shewas cool with me. I stayed. "Howdoes this look?" I asked."Great, but if that is your idea of practical I can't imagine what sexymeans." And we both began laughing."Just dry your hair and bow it out straight so we can get to ourappointment Steph" she said.It took me about 20 minutes to finish my hair. During that time Oliviamust have gone through all of my drawers, because she found some jewelryfor me to wear. It was just a ring, necklace and a few bracelets. She putthe earrings in a black Gucci handbag and had filled it. I thought maybe if I at least tried to show her how I felt before I actually told her, she wouldn’t freak out as badly. Then, I told her. And… she freaked. She just said she couldn’t deal, then ran away, leavin’ me standin’ all alone, falling apart. She never looked back, I didn’t look away, but we never saw each other again. That was six years ago two days from now. I haven’t seen or heard from her in nearly six fuckin’ years, and still any time I meet a girl I like, I realise she looks almost.