A Change in the Weather

Tom was looking up into a blue sky singing softly to himself as he walked back from the local railway station.

Despite his present mood, it hadn’t been a good year for Tom. He and Lorraine had been going out for the best part of a year. It seemed that the more time they spent together the more he realised that they had very little in common. They had different tastes in music, food, sport; and even their ideas of what a good movie was differed greatly. Yet they had stayed together.

None of these personal differences seemed to bother her. She was quite happy to ignore it all. Tom wasn’t.

It all came to a head for him when he met Claire-Lea. She was everything he wanted in a partner. They shared the same views about almost every topic that came up. They felt absolutely natural together. But of course, this new friendship had only made Tom’s situation worse. He wanted desperately to tell his girlfriend that someone had come into his life that he would really prefer to be with, but he couldn’t. He just couldn’t bring himself to tell her. And so it dragged on. Until a week ago that is.

They had planned to go with others to a bowling alley but Lorraine had called to say something had come up, and could they just meet at the coffee house instead.

As they sat down at the table that evening he knew something was wrong. She started by apologising for what she was about to tell him; she told him how bad she felt. The fact of the matter was she had been offered a better job several towns away. A girl she had been to school with was already there and had a nice little flat that she could move straight into. The rent was cheap and it was incredibly close to the office. It was all too perfect to pass up. She had already accepted. She hadn’t known how to tell him.

Tom hid his real feelings of relief, but said that he understood what an opportunity it was. Looking suitably sad, he walked her home. At her door he had agreed to be at the station to see her off on the following weekend.

He was looking up into a blue sky, softly singing to himself…

“I can see Claire-Lea now Lorraine has gone…”

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