At 12:45 after securing a later lunch break, Tasha stepped into an empty fitting room to freshen up her look. She had worn a simple black dress and co...fortable heels to work. She hoped it didn’t look too casual for high tea at the Palm Court, but when she added the strand of pearls to complete her look, it immediately transformed her attire from casual to classic. Tasha smiled thinking Sharon had really outdone herself with this gift, she could only imagine how she would have to repay such a. ” “You have a pool?” I was stalling for time. I knew I’d go, that talking to her had made me want to see her. I also knew it was wrong, that it could only end in more regrets for me and maybe a screwed up life for her. To go would be selfish, something purely for me, to see what, if anything, remained of what we’d had. But she wanted me there, to see me and have me meet her husband, maybe wanted me to see that she’d made something of her life. That gave me an excuse to go despite my misgivings.. "Oh wow, I'd like that! Could ya put 'em infor me?"I had originally expected her to put them in herself, but I didn't wantto ruin the mood and agreed. After finding a sturdy stump, I gotcomfortable on it and had her sit in front of me. Ten minutes or solater, there was a ring of flowers around both of her pigtails.I had been sitting there for a little while, trying to figure out whereto fit in the last flower, when she turned around and looked up at me."You all done?" Almost. I'm still trying. “Kate are you ok?” He stopped with his hand on my arm, a look of concern on his face. Feeling foolish and like a teenager I explained my situation. He laughed and teased me a little and asked where I was going. I explained that I was going back to the meeting room. He shook his head. “I’ve just left there and the caretaker locked up behind me.” When he saw my distraught expression he reached forward and gently removed a strand of wet hair from my eyes. The intimacy of the act made me jump a.