Her boutique was a premium one and very well done up. She was happy to see me and I was stunned. She wore a full dress and had set her hair. She looke... gorgeous. We chatted for a while then she suggested a nice restaurant where we headed to.We ordered some drinks and started with general chats. Slowly we moved to more personal aspects of our lives. She revealed that she was separated a few years back and her ex-husband was in Delhi. She moved back to Dehradun with her parents and started her. She was the store manager. None of the other clerks would have been able to do anything except contact a regional manager, and it was unlikely they even knew how. Yvonne didn't have that kind of influence at the store, but now she could relax and be herself, and she wasn't holding anything back."Yes, Darling, that is so wonderful." Her accent was getting stronger. It wasn't that she was forgetting her English, but with the building excitement she was falling back to her more familiar language.. It seemed like energy was pouring out of me and into Angela, whereas before it had seemed like I was receiving the jolt from her.And then she opened her eyes and smiled at me.Warmth immediately came rushing through my connection with her, warmth and relief and yes, love. A love so pure that I could no longer doubt its reality. Regardless of its root cause, regardless of how it had started, it was definitely real. Even more so, because I loved her more than I had ever loved anyone in my life, a. It was as if I lost a heap of skin. I removed and folded up the sheets to shake outside and wash. I immediately got some clean sheets and made the bed. I read once ‘always make your bed when you get up. If you did not complete any other job in the day you will always come to bed with it ready and made for you. You at least finished one job in the day.’ Funny how a simple thing can make you feel good and making the bed, ready to sleep in that night, made me feel good in the morning.I went out.