Page 2 of Find Me, Keep Me


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"Something like that," Helen responded while avoiding eye contact. She forced herself to look away from those lovely brown eyes and instead stared blankly at her book.

Tom stood up and reached for his backpack. "Well, it was great meeting you. I must remember to get that book. Okay if I grab a photo of the cover as a reminder?"

"Sure, go ahead," Helen replied as she held up the book and Tom flashed a copy of the image onto his phone.

"Thanks. There's a great book shop where I live in Kew Gardens. I'm sure they'll have it."

Linda looked up and sneaked a look at Tom's eyes. "Kew? That's where my sister lives."

"Small world eh? I'm sorry, I'll have to dash. It was great talking to you. Bye." Tom grinned, grabbed his hefty backpack and dived into the crowd storming the departure gates.

Helen's eyes followed him and watched his back pack bounce up and down in the distance until he disappeared out of sight.

Interesting. Never met someone like him before. His energy is unusual. Very pure. Helen sat there, thinking, staring into space, she'd lost her interest in reading.

* * *

Sitting on the sofa in Sarah's Kew apartment, Helen and Sarah giggled as they both agreed a second glass of red wine was an excellent idea.

"Chiang Mai sounds wonderful Helen. You must take me with you next time. You simply must. Promise me you will," Sarah insisted.

Helen playfully punched Sarah's shoulder. "Of course, little sister of mine. I will. It's a deal."

Sarah countered with the question she'd been waiting to ask. "So, did you meet any nice guys over there?"

"One or two, nothing special though. I didn't find that special connection I'm looking for."

Sarah frowned and shook her head. "Here we go again with that special connection thing. Are you sure that's not just a figment of your imagination? I'm not so sure that it even exists in the real world, sis'."

"It is real, very real. I had it with Tom," Helen confessed before she knew what she was saying.

"Tom? Who exactly is Tom? You've not mentioned him before. Is he your secret Thai lover?" Sarah teased.

"I met him at Heathrow before my flight. We shared a table in the cafe, the place was packed so I let him sit with me. He's hot too. Tall, dark and handsome. And, get this, he teaches personal transformation courses," Helen beamed.

"Wow, Helen, he sounds like your perfect man. When are you seeing him again?"

"I'm not."

"Why not Helen? Come on sis, what is it this time? Does he not have enough of that special energy?"

Helen frowned. "His energy is amazing, I never felt anything like it. Very pure, beautiful actually. The thing is we didn't exchange contact details. I feel like such an idiot."

Sarah punched her sister in the shoulder. "Oh my God, you must be kidding me. Helen, what are we going to do with you? After the spell of dating disasters you've been through you finally met someone good for you and you let him walk away."

"I know, I know, no need to remind me, Sarah. I'm sure I can track him down, so it's not that bad."

Sarah picked up her computer, "What's his name and where does he live?"

"Like I said, his name is Tom, I don't know his surname, and he said he lives in Kew, he could be one of your neighbors for all I know. The only other thing I know about him is that he travels a lot and he reads the same kind of books I like."

"Well, Helen, that's not much help is it? You must know more than that, surely."

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"No, Sarah, that's it. We only had a quick chat before he dashed off to catch his flight. I never thought I'd be sitting here talking about how to find him."

"You're such a nightmare, Helen, really, I don't know anyone else who gets into these bizarre predicaments," Sarah put her computer away and shook her head.

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