Mornington-By-Mere – (43) Unsuitably Dressed (Part 10)
Rory Hitchen sat in Charlene’s cosy sitting room in White Rose Cottage with the TV on, showing the normal daytime programming but all Rory could think of was his caring angel.
Charlene was as unlike Melanie as it was possible to get in almost every way.
She was taller, five foot eight, brunette hair instead of blonde which was short and bobbed instead of long, mesmerizing green eyes instead of steel blue.
They were both attractive with nice figures and gorgeous legs but they were the only similarities.
Charlene was kind, considerate, caring and unselfish, traits that Melanie wouldn’t have known the meaning of.
And the bonus was that she was an excellent cook and he rather liked her in her uniform as well.
It was while he was picturing her in her uniform that he heard her footfalls above his head so he got up and went to the Kitchen and boiled the kettle.
He could hear running water as he waited for the kettle to boil which he assumed was Charlene in the shower and went to the cupboard and removed two mugs as he tried to put the image of her in the shower out of his head.
When she got downstairs to the kitchen she found Rory was just pouring the hot water into their mugs
“Hello” She said smiling broadly “Perfect timing”
“Hi, Good sleep?”
“Yes” she replied although in truth it had been interspersed with dreams, but she felt sufficiently refreshed.
“It’s stopped snowing” he said “So I’ll leave you in peace soon”
“Oh I thought I could drop you off on my way to work” she said as she checked the casserole “if you can put up with me for a few more hours”
“Well that’s no hardship” he said and she smiled to herself.
They ate their dinner on trays in the sitting room beside the comforting fire and then just sat and talked until it was time for Charlene to get changed for work.
She was on the 2 till 10 shift and ordinarily wouldn’t leave home until 1 am but as she had been absent for two day due to the weather she was keen to get there early and as Sgt Jones had told her she needed to go the long way round she was leaving at midnight and it was about ten minutes to the hour when she returned down stairs in her uniform.
“Nearly ready” she said as she put a slide in her bobbed brown hair, wearing a pale blue uniform with a faint white pinstripe.
“Well hello nurse” he said slightly in the carry-on movie style but silently he was thinking Phwoah, which was as much for its contents as the uniform itself, and his eyes seldom left her as she busied around getting ready.
Charlene drove him the short distance up to Mornington Field and pulled up outside Lancaster House, which was originally the Officers Mess which had now been converted to Apartments, Rory lived in number 1.
“Thank you for your kindness Charlene” he said before he got out of her car and leant across and kissed her cheek and then they said their goodbyes and he got out of the car.
“Drive carefully” he added and then he stood and watched as she drove away.