Stories by GaryAPB

It was Saturday 5th November that things changed; firework night - well it was this year for me. It was another Saturday evening in by myself. Saturday evenings were the times I felt loneliest, the evenings when I would sit and think of Beth. What was she doing? Did she miss me? Why hadn't she...

The next week at work was just simple hard work. I was beginning to realise that I was still trying to do my old job, plus project managing the ITP project, and that was hard work. The ITP team had been demoralised, they needed time and loving care. But loving care cost time, and time was...

Monday and Tuesday I was away seeing clients. I stayed away on the Monday night, after all there was nothing to go home for. I stayed away on the Tuesday night as well, but that was a little more unplanned. I had phoned Greg Dickens of ITP, with the intention of meeting him and beginning to...

I took Rose's instructions seriously, even if Simon didn't. I slept well. In fact I was beginning to notice that my sleep was beginning to improve. I was still plagued by thoughts and images of all sorts crowding in on me when I first go to bed. But then I do fall asleep for a good six to seven...

On the Saturday I went into the office for a few hours. Partly to work , but I took the opportunity to move into Perry's office. That way Monday morning would be a fresh start. Other than that, Saturday was a day of chores, from shopping to housework. I did take some time out to go to the gym...

Chapter 06: Too Late I turned back into the house. Phil and Denny stood in the hall and silently watched me. We trouped into their living room, still in silence. I turned to them, "I'm sorry that you got caught up in that." "We heard some of it, we couldn't help it." said Denny. "And we...

Chapter 05: Too Late Saturday morning started late. I hadn't slept well, but I couldn't rouse myself to get out of bed. Eventually I remembered my appointment at the gym, so I managed to get to the shower. That helped. I was just about to leave the house, early for the gym, but I thought I...

Chapter 04: Too Late Sunday started better than Saturday had finished. I woke up, determined to be positive. But the day went down hill fast. I wallowed in self-pity. I tortured myself with thoughts of Ken and Beth. Maybe I should go to Spain and take out my anger on Ken. No, that was Jean's...

I must have fallen asleep for a while once my crying had subsided. I came to and the bedside clock said it was a quarter to one. I just kicked off my shoes and slid under the duvet. I woke up next at quarter past seven as a crumpled heap. I sat up in bed and found I had a pounding headache. I...

Beth was sitting at the kitchen table as I came through the garden door. I had laid the table for her favourite breakfast, pain-au-chocolat with hot chocolate to drink, a feast of chocolate. I had been out in the garden looking for some flowers to put on the table, and had struck lucky. The rose...