Dining with Rex the Rabbit. I went up to my suite. I walked into the living room and there she was, looking wonderful as ever. “Gosh. The lovely Caroline.”
She gave me a big grin, and twirled in front of the mirror. “What do you think?”
A Confession. I'd only been in an hour when the phone rang. “Oh, so you're back.” It was Caroline.
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Just the three of us. You, me, and the log fire. The clock showed twenty past eleven. I had one lamp alight which was resting on the floor by the window. The light threw a rainbow shaft of whites and greys up the folds of the curtains.
Who's a clever girl? “What are you going to do with all that money?”
I grin. “Have you already decided how to spend it?”
Shopping. “What do you think?”
“Caroline, you know very well that's a stupid question.”
The Second Yes. The press got hold of Caroline on our first tour. She was usually around, smiling in the background and wearing outrageously sexy clothes. I don't think she planned the way things have turned out, she was just enjoying herself and showing off. But she got to collecting the newspaper articles, and started a scrapbook. I noted with amusement that the only pictures she kept of the band were those with a flamboyant Caroline sucking up to the camera.
