I was quite nervous as the evening approached, and when I heard rain starting to fall on the skylights in the hall realised that the chance of playing tennis that night was gone. As if on cue the phone on my desk rang and I picked it up;
"Hello."
"Oh hi, it's me Martha, I just noticed the rain, but is it OK if we meet up all the same?"
"Sure, no problem, why don't you come round to my house, actually if you aren't busy why not come round now?"
After a brief hesitation Martha said "OK, give me ten minutes and I'll be with you, bye." The line went dead before I could answer. I glanced at my watch, 6.30pm, time to set the scene.
I quickly tidied the main living room, plumping up the cushions on the large corner couch, putting the magazines and papers into a tidy pile on the coffee table
