Tied Up in Knots

by Rachael Warren

The dress I was wearing was far too uncomfortable for that amount of standing around and my feet were so crammed into my heels that I was pretty sure I had lost circulation. Everyone else had become restless; fidgeting around in their seats and exchanging whispers with one another while trying to not make it too obvious when they looked in my direction. After an hour had passed, I kicked off my heels and gracelessly plonked myself onto the nearest chair. It wasn't long before someone handed me a phone. I swept the veil off my face to answer the call. He's not coming, the voice on the other end said, his wife won't let him.

6S

Rachael Warren is 20 years old and studying Creative Writing with English Language at the University of Chester.