7:35 p.m. September 5th, Wimpole Street, London.
Paul had phoned me earlier in the week and notified me that they were doing a press conference in Chicago and it was being broadcasted on the telly. I figured it would be a good time to round up the rest of the girls and watch it together. We had been talking about how much we missed them lately and I thought it would be an excellent idea to get together and spend some time with them.
I set out some tea and small snacks as I heard a knock at the door and I smiled widely, happy to finally have some company. I skipped to the front hall, opening up the door, greeting Pattie and Maureen. Cynthia had phoned me early this morning, telling me she wouldn't be able to make it.
"Hello girls," I smiled warmly, welcoming them into the house. "Come in, the press conference is about to start"
I set out some tea and small snacks as I heard a knock at the door and I smiled widely, happy to finally have some company. I skipped to the front hall, opening up the door, greeting Pattie and Maureen. Cynthia had phoned me early this morning, telling me she wouldn't be able to make it.
"Hello girls," I smiled warmly, welcoming them into the house. "Come in, the press conference is about to start"