Love Hurts

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Love Hurts

Beep-Beep, Beep-Beep.  Andrew turned over and switched off the alarm clock. From then his normal day would start. He would clamber downstairs to the front door where he’d pick up his Daily Telegraph and move into the kitchen where he would butter a croissant, and make himself a cup of tea. Then he’d climb back upstairs and get dressed and washed, ready for work.

His journey to work would take about twenty minutes. People admiring his sleek, sliver Mercedes gliding through the busy streets of London, would often stare him at. Once at his office he would spend most of the day there, apart from an hour lunch break. Andrew would go to the same restaurant everyday either by himself or with a couple of friends. He always enjoyed his lunch break as it allowed him to think about life in general. He was always extremely polite and well mannered. Andrew was a single man, who really didn’t have the time to look for love.  When Andrew got home in the evenings he would make something to eat and watch TV. This was a normal day for Andrew; he would do the same thing almost everyday. When he wasn’t working he would visit his mum and dad. Andrew was close to his parents, who were very proud of him.

One Wednesday morning, Andrew was having a bad day, his alarm clock hadn’t gone off and the whole day had been a rush. He was looking forward to his lunch break, and when it finally came he let off a huge sigh of relief and left his office for the short walk to the restaurant. Tired and hungry he arrived at the restaurant. The place looked darker than usual, but that didn’t put Andrew off. As he went to enter the restaurant he saw a sign, it read “Closed Today- Death in Family.” Andrew’s first thought was of frustration and disbelief at the day he was having. Then Andrew realised how little his problem seemed compared to the restaurant owners. He had accepted the fact he wasn’t going to eat there that day and turned his attention to finding somewhere else to eat.  

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He peered further down the street; he had never paid much attention further down.  He wondered if there would be a small place he could eat.  As he made his way down the street he realised the street got dirtier and there was a few homeless people about. He finally found a small café and decided to eat there just that once. The café was fairly busy and didn’t look a particularly friendly place. He just wanted to eat and leave.  He ordered a pasty and sat down. When he had finished he collected his belongings and was on ...

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