A tall balding man came, he had the kindest face and he looked young for his age. His fingers were plump but they looked like they give great hugs and his eyes were the kind that just looked into your soul and kissed it better. I don’t know why, but your description made me smile.
/"I really didn't think it was for Ella, yanno...kids, babies, nappies...." Joe said, Patrick felt a little uncomfortable.
"People change Joe." He said softly.
"I guess they do." He smiled back. / I’m glad that Joe is taking this well. Many ex boyfriends tend to…overreact…but he’s being very cordial about the situation.
/"So that's good!" She chirped and wrapped it up in tissue paper, throwing it in the bin.
"Yeah!" Patrick agreed, watching her as she pulled both sides of her hair behind her ears, she nodded quickly and forced the smile. / I thought they were trying for a baby…? I’m kind of getting the feeling that maybe she’s not so sure. Maybe it has something to do with her own mother’s death…or perhaps I’m reading far too into this.
She began writing, starting with the Bass Clef I thought this was a really big deal…she’s been so reluctant to be involved with music and here she is, starting to write a piece. I’m very proud of her.
"Y'know we should just try once more cos y'know, I just wanna make sure I got it right because I wasn't sure I did it right the first time..." Patrick whispered, she giggled and rolled on to him. Patrick is so cute in a perverted sort of way.