Part 10

I had just taken off my robe when there was a knock at the door. I put my robe on again and answered it thinking it would be Nicole but it wasnt, instead i was greeted by Tim, who had a very serious look on his face.

"Whats the matter ferguson, ran out of hair gel?"

"Paul i need to talk to you, seriously for once"

I let him in and watched him take a seat. He looked at me, assumingly waiting for me to sit with him but i decided to stand and keep on getting dressed.

"Paul i need your full attention"

I sighed and sat down weating a pare of garfield boxer shorts i bought for $10 in '87' and white socks.

"Alright Tim whats this all about? First you interupt me and Nicole, then you come knocking on my door wanting to talk seriously? whats happened you've started to notice gray hair? you've put on half a kilo?"

"I have gray hair... oh my... i mean... no! look someone came to see me earlier on before the show whilst you went for a walk

"Not this again... Tim you are not being visited by the 3 ghosts from 'A christmas Carol'."

"Julie came"

My heart sank into my feet. I could feel the blood rush down with it. questions ran through my head but when i opened my mouth i couldnt say any of them, i just looked dumb. I finally managed to say the only think i could.

"Julie..."

"She wanted to see you but she had to go. Brendan was waiting for her. But she did leave me this and told me to tell you that its your responsibility too now...now that you can afford it with ease."

I stared at what Tim had given me. I couldnt breathe, i couldnt talk... i didnt even hear Tim get up and leave, though there was a faint feeling as though someone had patted me on the shoulder which brought me to reality and noticed him gone.

"Julie...."

part 11