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Should I text, phone, turn up with a bunch of flowers? Send a card? Send something amusing? What should I say? And what if my feelings for Bea aren’t reciprocal? I’m not her type, after all? I don’t know. Not really. Am I mad to imagine she would want a man like me? That’s just a chance I’ll have to take. Faint heart never won fair lady, and all that. Nor is this the time for self-doubt. Does she even suspect I harbour such deep feelings for her? I think she must know but then … why would she? But is it the right time? I have complications that I need to clear. Best wait a while? Yes. Clear the decks. The timing must be right.