Anastacia jumped when spoken to. She looked up hurriedly from the story she’d been engrossed in. “P-Professor Lancaster!” Oh no, she really didn’t want to be caught reading such tat by a colleague. She took enough stick about it from her brothers.
“Yes. Please sit.” She told him while she placed the magazine face down and rested an arm on it.
It was oddly timed but she chuckled at his joke then. “Skiving’s the best way to stay sane. Everything in moderation.” Ana was a usually cheery, bubbly kind of person but right then she was most full-on. It came from her embarrassment at being caught as she was. She took a gulp from her glass and wished she’d opted from something alcoholic now.
“I’m just after spending the day at my parents house; Mum, Dad, five brothers, their partners and too many nieces and nephews to count… it’s been quite a day.” The nurse smiled a tired smile though she loved the family time really. At least she was calming now; her heart rate slowing, the pink blush to her cheeks fading and her voice making it’s return to normal.
“I take it you’re off today too? Done anything exciting?” It was only then that she wondered why she rarely used her free days for excitement. She always intended to go and see some sights, tour museums… perhaps even see a show. It never happened. When the time came she simply felt too tired and sometimes lonely. Oh well, she’d make the change, next day off she’d take some of the kids somewhere. They’d love that, and so would their parents.Jethro Lancaster