Page 115 of To Hell With It
‘Why not.’ He shrugged.
‘I never asked you what you did for a living?’
‘I’m a weatherman,’ he said.
‘You’re joking?’
‘No, why would I be joking?’
‘It’s just that I’ve never met a real-life weatherman before,’ I said.
‘Well there’s a first time for everything.’
‘So you would have known the weather forecast when you went up Roy’s Peak?’
‘Yep.’ He nodded. ‘I waited all week to do it.’
‘Wow. What’s the weather like tomorrow?’ I shouted over the buzz in the room.
‘Sunshine all day.’
‘Great!’
‘So what do you do?’
‘Nothing as glamorous as you, I work in a shop.’
‘Nothing wrong with that.’
‘I like it.’
‘That’s all that matters,’ Tim said. ‘You said on the bus you’d come out for someone? I got the vibe it didn’t go as planned?’
So, Timhadlistened.
‘Ah, yes, that. Well, I came out to surprise a guy, but it turned out he was engaged to someone else so, yeah, I feel like a bit of an idiot.’
‘Did you know he was with someone?’
‘No.’
‘Then he’s the idiot, not you.’
‘Thanks, Niall.’
‘Tim.’
‘Huh?’
‘You saidthanks, Niall. Was that his name?’
‘Oh God, did I? No, Niall is a friend from home,’ I said sheepishly. ‘What about you, do you think you’ll ever meet anyone else?’
‘There will never be another Nicola.’
‘Of course not, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be happy.’
It felt good to be helping someone else for once.
