It’s no use arguing

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"It's no use arguing," she said "I'm going," and then we slept, I didn't think she'd actually go but I woke up in the morning and she was gone. On the bedside table there was a note. It's writing didn't say much but the ink running in the rivulets of tears spoke volumes.

"I told you I was going and I didn't want to fight so I left before you woke, there's some croissants on the table, maybes I'll see you again maybes I wont."

The remark about the croissants seemed somewhat devoid of feeling so I chose to ignore it and left the pastries and preserves where they lay. I didn't eat I got around to the more serious matter of grieving and trying to find out how she was getting from A to B. Saz always used taxi's she hated public transport, I remember one time she tried to use the bus and she came home in tears because she had had to sit next to some 'smelly old tramp with a smelly old dog'. I laughed and she hit me. I pressed redial on the phone, it's one of those cordless phones that way Saz could have her long business calls anywhere in the house she liked it better that way.

"Hello Blueline how can we help you?" said a chirpy voice on the other end of the line.

"Hi, I think my girlfriend just booked a taxi from here and I was meant to be meeting her but I can't remember where she was going," I lied

"I am sorry but I'm afraid it's company policy not to disclose information of other customers, sorry," said Chirpy. At that I went hysterical and started to babble down the phone.

"But I have to... find her, I said... I said..." I blubbered.

"Okay calm down sir I'm sure we can make an exception just this once," replied the tad distressed operator, "what was her name sir?" I calmed down enough to get her name out,

"It's Sarah, Sarah Fairfax."
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"One moment," I waited and then she continued "Yes she booked a taxi about an hour ago." She should be at the Central Station in about 20mins."

"Thank you," and with that I hung up. Looking up at the big owl clock with it's offset eyes I saw it was coming up to half past. She surely couldn't make the ten to train so she must be going for the 7:15 train. I grabbed my trousers that were hanging on the back of the chair at Saz's desk and pulled a shirt out of the cupboard in ...

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