AMELIA
I was still basking in a postcoital glow when the sound of a door closing made me thoroughly wake up. I sat up. Beside me, Damian stirred.
"What's the matter?" he said.
His words punctuated by yawns which he tried to stifle unsuccessfully with one hand.
"It's my mother. I think she's back. She went on the blind date Anton planned for her today," I explained further.
"Oh." Interest flared in Damian's eyes. He sat up quickly and began hunting about for his clothes. "We have to go find out how it went. I'm curious."
"I'm very curious," I said.
I pulled on my clothes. Together Damian and I went downstairs. We met my mother just returning to the living room from the kitchen. We exchanged greetings, and then I could rein in my curiousity no longer.
"Tell me, mum. How did it go?" I
