We were to meet under the clock tower New Year’s Eve.

It was still early but the lights were glowing the celebrations under way as groups along the street huddled together in the cold night air soaking up the end of year festivities.

I found a seat not far from the clock tower where I could see the approaching revellers thinking she would be along any minute.

She had been so keen about meeting me and had rung several times during the day to ask if I was on my way and still enthusiastic about meeting up.

There was no way I was going to not be there. My attraction to her was clear in my mind and this opportunity was one I wasn’t going to let go by.

She had said she’d be there by 8pm. By 9pm I began to worry. I sent her a text. No reply. I tried to call her. Nothing.

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