Against All Odds
Part 132

Turkey...Greece... Italy... Spain....Portugal.. Holland... and finally London! The concert series were over and i was feelin completely tired. Also, 
durin the last month Dunk had never called me and neither had I!! 
I tried not to think bout it in daylight but when the nights came, it was always on my mind. What had happened to this great love? Or maybe, this 
wasnt a love... Cuz it lasted too short. I was in love for the first time in my life and it turned out a nightmare.. It kept me awake all the night and i 
couldnt help myself but cryin. Thanks to God, Kelly was with me and in such cases, havin a friend was the best. 
But I gotta say that even though dunk had never called me, Fiona called me everyday. This sounds strange, i know but it's true!! She talked to me 
very kindly & friendly. Even she said one day: 
'Cherrie, hun, have you ever heard from Dunk?' 
'No Fi, he has never called me.' 
'Ah, really?? Well... that's strange...im speechless..Really he hasnt? God, there must be smthin wrong.' 
I didnt say anythin but i started to be scared. Fiona was right, there had to be smthin wrong cuz Dunk wasnt around. 
During all those days, i always thought that dunk hadnt called me cuz he stopped himself from lovin me but now, im sure that it's more than this. 
If he hadnt called even his mum, there had to be a reason for that. 
'Cherrie, when r u comin back?' 
'Fi, i've come back -now im in London.' 
'Oh really? You gotta come over here -to visit me. We may have dinner together.' 
'I'd love to but I gotta have a rest these days, maybe later.' 
'OK. Then, take care and bye!!' 
'Bye.' 
I sat down and started to think desperately. What happened to Dunk? Where was he? What was he doin? Why had he never called me? A lot of 
questions to answer... I didnt know what to do, i didnt know where to begin to look for him.


To Be Continued