She said she would leave the door open for me and she would be upstairs, waiting, dressed appropriately. As I approached the door, my heart began to beat faster. It was dark downstairs but I knew my way around. I’d been in this jewellers’ shop many times before, just browsing…

Jan Harrison likes to write ditties, poetry and short stories and has had one children’s short story published. A Graphologist by profession she enjoys most aspects of creative writing.