“We're going to have to make a dash for the car,” said Linda. She pointed to the direction of a car park and grabbed hold of Judy's case. “I'll take that for you, just follow me.”
Dodging puddles as they went, the two women hurried to Linda's car. “I live about twenty minutes from here, but due to this rain, the journey will be a bit longer.” Linda switched the radio on and told Judy to relax.
Judy leaned back in her seat and stretched her legs out. Crossing her ankles she moved her toes to the musical beat. One of her shoes flipped off and she scuffled in collecting it up to put on again.
Linda laughed. “I can tell you're a music lover by the way you move your feet. I wonder what you'll think of my collection.” Her eyes lingered on Judy's legs for a moment, admiring the length and slenderness of them.
As predicted, the journey took slightly longer, with rain causing havoc for motorists. They reached Linda's house, both tired, wet and bedraggled. “I need to freshen up.” said Judy. “Maybe then I'll get a bit of life back in me.”
“Me too,” Linda replied. “Tell you what, if you follow me upstairs, I’ll point you in the direction of room. I'll run a bath while you unpack. You can have some relaxation time.