It was Boxing Day and Dave Radcliffe and Charlotte Pickford were on their way to the Sword and Shield, and the reason they were on their way there was because they showed live football in the bar and United were playing Liverpool.
Dave was a Man Utd fan, from
a long line of United fans and it was an important match, well to be honest it
was always an important match when United played Liverpool, but this one was
more important than normal.
“I have a confession to
make,” Charlotte said.
“Oh? What?” he asked her “Are you married?”
“Not that I remember” she
replied “and I would hope if I were, I wouldn’t be standing in a bus shelter
kissing another man”
He thought about it for a
moment, and she could have been married for all he knew, he hadn’t known her
for long and they’d only had their first proper date on Christmas Eve, so there
was a lot he didn’t know about her.
Her name was Charlotte
Pickford, and she was new to the island, her family had moved into the house
next door to his parents, two weeks before Christmas from somewhere in
Downshire.
He liked the look of her from
the first minute and asked her out the first chance he got, but it took him
almost 2 weeks before he wore her down and she said yes.
It was kind of an instant
attraction thing, certainly for me, and since the first attraction had
gradually deepened, he was now head over heels in love with her.
But on Boxing Day they were
on their way to the pub to watch the match when they stopped for an intimate
interlude in the bus shelter.
“What then?” he asked
“I’ve been dreading saying this” she said, and Dave was really worried and
wasn’t sure he wanted to know, but Charlotte took a deep breath, and he braced
himself
“I’m a Liverpool supporter”
she said and closed her eyes and grimaced, but it took a moment for the full
implications of her statement to sink in.
“I think I would have
preferred it if you were married” Dave said, so she moved close into him and
asked
“Do you mean you would prefer
a married woman to be in love with you rather than a Liverpool supporter?”
“She loves me” he said to
himself, and he wasn’t sure if that shocked him more than the fact, she
supported Liverpool.
“I'm sorry,” she said “Not
much of a Christmas present for my new boyfriend I’m afraid”
But she couldn't have been more wrong, it was the perfect Christmas present,
Charlotte Pickford loved him.
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