Hannah’s days off were usually spent getting ready for the week, simple errands and perhaps an appointment or two.  Wednesday found her a bit distracted, anxious about meeting Andrew at Foyles.  She was hoping he’d forget, letting her simply settle back into the quiet routine of life.  Stomach feeling a bit fluttery as the time approached, the walked helped to work some of the anxiety off.  If he did show up, perhaps the mystery of why he was so intent on meeting her would be revealed.  The bookstore, a favorite destination for many Londoners, teemed with customers.  She made her way up to the café, spying Andrew’s characteristic blond hair over the other seated customers.  Making her way over, Hannah smiled shyly before taking a seat opposite the handsome man.  “It’s nice to see you in a different environment other than the candy shop.”