The Mistress

XXVIII

It been almost two weeks since I started knitting
Carol has not been a very good teacher, she is always nagging about everything and asking me to start over again if I miss a step
but I want to learn so I have no choice

It's been two weeks since I have seen him.... And because my phone was faulty I couldn't even pick out his number.

I tried sending him a direct email from Joe's computer but the access was denied
I'm almost done with his sweater and I have no idea how to reach him

I have been staying in carol's yarn store for the last two weeks
she's in charge of all the woolen designs here at Eleanor and she's kind of secluded from the entire office

The door fling open and Stacy hurried in.... I ran into her open arms, it feels great to see someone other than grumpy Carol
And Stacy has also been gone for two weeks... She went on a business trip with Eleanor and they returned last night

"Ma... Tilda... It's so good to see you sweetie"

"Yeah... I missed you"

"No noise here ladies... You can see am trying to work "
Carol interrupted

"We know Carol... Besides you work in a store not in a library... Come Matilda let's go find somewhere better to talk"

She held my hand and pulled me out of the store

"What was that about?"

"What was what?"

"Why are you working with crazy Carol"

"Ohh.. That, I was just trying to knit something for myself... And it has been hell"

"You asked for it.... "

"So how was Paris"

"Ohh Matilda... I don't want to exaggerate but that place is heaven,.. It would have been paradise if I wasn't there on a business trip"

"Did You get me anything"

"You bet... But what is this I hear about Ray leaving town"

"He got a better job offer... So he's leaving"

"And you are just going to let him go Matilda... What is wrong with you"

"What do you expect me to do.... Force him to stay"

"Not force... At least persuade him"

"And what... Your super magnificent idea of match making us would actually come true"

"Well....... "

"Well nothing Stacy..... Ray and I just friends"

"Why just friends... You are both single and available... And besides he is your spec"

"No he is not"

"What do you mean... You are both average height. He loves coffee and Chinese food"

"No... Stacy, he is not my type... I actually do like tall guys. Like really tall guys" With an image in mind

"Really..... I didn't know about that, but you could at least try to get to know him... He's a great guy... You guys live under the same roof something would have definitely transpired"

"I know he is a great guy..... And actually we don't live under the same roof....... Not anymore... I moved out"

"Whaaaaat! "

"I moved in with...... "
Oh God this is getting even harder to admit

"I moved in with my boyfriend"