She didn't look a lot like Jacky, but perhaps I was just lonely. I knew her well enough to say Cian'in the office and I'd gone out with the team for a pizza before the Christmas holidays. Once or twice I'd found myself looking at her. Once she d seen me and g me a smile in return But I wanted to be alone with my memories of Jacky One right in January I was walking home from work and met Sandra. We talked as we walked along the winter streets. And when we said goodbye ten minutes later a warm handshake in the cold evening I realised that my heart was beating faster than usual and my face was hor. I felt like a boy out on his first date!