Free In any ordinary life (In any oridnary Book 1) by Clare Stanley Midgley Page A

through the kitchen she stopped unable to get the voice of her past out of her head. Questions surrounding how he left filled provoked an uncontrollable reaction and as she sat alone she remembered how cruel she had been.
       John had cheated, drank and hit her and after ten years of hurt maybe James was to be the cure. Taking off her coat her memories drifted over the years of her life which that man had tortured. The short journey home had made Jeanie feel more out of control than ever. She was never irrational but with everything that had happened nothing was a comfort.
       Locking the door she made her way upstairs and crept into bed not matter what it was another busy day tomorrow and she had to be up for 3.00 am.
       As she graced her bed the blanket felt warm and safe and as she curled up with her knees tucked tightly against her she watched the embers die in the fire. Her eyes felt heavy and sore and she could hear the hail start to rattle the window pain. Remembering the letter she raised her hand to the bedside cabinet and slowly started to tear the seal.
    “Jeanie I started to write this letter whilst still at the factory. I went to post it several times and couldn’t. Then your father died and I didn’t know what to do. I wanted you to know I love you and you’re the only woman possibly that I have ever truly been in love with.”
       Turning the page a crumpled soiled piece of paper fell from the remainders of the envelope. Noticing a mark Jeanie realised that this letter had been dated, posted and returned over two years ago.
    “Jeanie, I have started this letter a thousand times never knowing what to say or whether you would take the content seriously. The impact that you have had on me has been immense and there is no other way of saying this. I have left my fiancé. I am currently writing this letter in a grotty hotel room in the middle of nowhere and if I’m honest slightly drunk not knowing if this is the right thing to do. Especially when you don’t know how I feel and how you make me feel.
    I am sorry I could not do more to help your father I respected him greatly and he was a good man.  I wanted to save him for you. Seeing you the day after the funeral at work took me by surprise. I suppose life still goes on but I did not expect you back so soon. I thank my peers as they have given me something much more than I could ever wish for. You.
    I have one confession though and on my last day I walked into the locker room the door was open. I didn’t mean to pry but you stood their still and silent under the water you looked lost in thought. You are also one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever gazed upon.
    You’re so beautiful Jeanie that just the thought of being close to you makes my heart skip a beat. I wanted to take you away. I wanted to wrap you in my arms and tell you everything would be ok but I couldn’t.
    I remember standing in your garden watching you comfort everyone else watching you walk through your own pain the make sure those around you were at peace. Your patience and time for their needs astonished me. You were hurting but they came first. Your selflessness makes me ashamed. It made me question my own insecurities and my own foolish pride.
      We sat in your office that night drinking our sorrows away and I woke up with you in my arms and as I watched the sunrise I dreaded the thought of letting you go.
      I can’t forget that kiss Jeanie. The way your soft lip met mine and the way the ever cell and nerve ending electrified with your touch. But I can’t forget what you made me promise either.
    I have hurt so many people and my mum doesn’t understand neither does my father. My mentor on the other hand can’t believe the change in me.  
       This letter won’t make any sense the way I feel about you makes no sense to me.
       All I know is that I am in love with you Jeanie Rutherford and I have never felt this way about anyone. You have taken my heart and I