by Sylvia Farley

Created on: January 23, 2011

Lost in Tomorrow

Chapter one 

“I simply cannot believe it!” Laura shook her head, dazedly as she tried to sort out her reactions to the impossible.

“It must be nearly a year since I lost that skirt.  I thought it was hanging in the wardrobe as usual and I wanted to pack it for a tropical holiday last January as it weighs almost nothing, scrunches up to less than that, and does not crease.  But it was not there.  For the next few weeks I searched everywhere for it, in the washing, in the mending, in all the drawers and boxes - everywhere it could possibly have been and lots of places it could not.  I emptied the wardrobes at least six times, taking everything off the hangers.  I just could not believe it was not there.  I loved that skirt.  It was floor length, silky, floaty, in dyed panels that graduated from coffee to cream and back again.  It was perfect for a tropical holiday.  I was really annoyed at losing it.”

 Caroline tried to be practical.  “Well, you must have missed it somehow, or put it back yourself.  It can’t just have appeared out of nowhere.”

“But, I’m telling you, it did!  I woke up this morning to see something trapped in the wardrobe door, a bit of coffee and cream silk, and went to see what it could possibly be.  I opened the door and there, hanging right at the front, was my beautiful skirt, just where I had expected to find it over a year ago.  No way could I have missed it if it had been there, and no way could I have put it there myself.  Where-ever I had found it, it would have been an event to celebrate.”

“Well, then,” Caroline was, as ever, stolidly unflappable.  “Stop agonising about it and let’s celebrate.”

“But I searched and searched.  You know how I hate losing things.”

“And I know you are menopausal and your Mum had Alzheimer’s,” said Caroline, cruelly, but I still don’t see it as something worth getting your knickers in a twist.  It disappeared.  I believe you.  It’s back.  I can see it.  Now, are you getting dressed?  I’m starving.”

“O.K.  You put the kettle on and I’ll be down in a minute.  There’s bacon in the fridge and some of my gluten-free herby bread in the crock.  It is a bit heavy, but very good toasted.”

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