The Wet Diãry
I sat alone in my lounge chair, focusing on what needed to be done, when Phil ran in panting for breath.
“Did you get them?”
“Yes, just as you asked.”
“And the drink?”
“I wasn’t seen”
“Good” I got up and started my usual games in the lounge. The night got late, and it was ages before Dan turned up. He looked cheerful when he eventually entered, and started chattering with his friends. I watched from a distance hoping my plan would come into effect.