Josh waited in the library until Miranda finished work so they could go back together. She partly wished he hadn’t, she wanted to be alone. His easy smile came into view as he walked towards her car. He got in and went to kiss her, but she moved her face a little so he got her cheek. He ignored this, and instead asked her eagerly about her first day.

The next few days for Miranda passed by in a much happier haze. They went to the university together, and came home together. Miranda even let Josh drive a few times so he could start getting used to the traffic.It was a strange feeling, letting him be in control of something so important as her car, but she also kind of liked it too. There was something sexy about the look of concentration on his face, and his strong hand changing gears. He was going to start proper lessons next week, and when he passed, she would definitely be letting him take the controls more often.Miranda was also finding great pleasure in her work. All it took was to get her head into not giving a crap about what other people thought. After that, she could focus fully on what her role was going to be about.It was Friday lunch time, and her and Roger were taking advantage of a particularly sunny spring da

Miranda tried to open her eyes. She was vaguely aware of a pain in her head. It also didn’t feel like her body was in the right place. But she couldn’t work that out right now. Where was she? Finally opening her eyes, she tried to bring them to focus. All she could make out was scraps of metal and glass. Then it started to come back to her. The lorry. Josh driving. The lorry swerving into Josh’s side…Frantically looking over to her right, she caught sight of him. Her heart broke as she took in the image before her. There were cuts all over his face, likely from the smashed windscreen and driver side window. His right arm was at an odd angle, and she thought that it must be broken. His eyes were shut, and his lips were parted ever so slightly. She tried to call out to him, but it came out as more of a croak. “Josh? Josh wake up! Josh!”&

Miranda hurried as quickly as she could to the café, scared that if she took too long Sharon would change her mind. She had no idea what Sharon was going to say. There was every chance she would simply berate her further. Maybe she would warn her not to come back and to leave them alone. But Miranda knew she had to try. There could be a chance, however small, Sharon would at least tell her how Josh was.Following the signs on the beams that jutted out from the ceiling, she soon came upon the meeting place. Due to the time of day, it was busy, and she frantically searched over the many tables for Sharon. The smell of food that had been boiling or simmering all day reached her nose. It was not a pleasant one, and it did nothing but increase the feeling of sickness in her stomach.Then a figure got to their feet, her attention caught. It was her. She was at a table right at the back of the dining area.