A Week in June, Part 6

Jacob takes out the note with Cesca’s number from his pocket, takes a few deep breaths, switches on his mobile phone and dials her number.

 

Cesca:

Hello?

 

Jacob:

Good afternoon, is that Cesca?

 

Cesca:

This is Cesca. May I ask who’s calling?

 

Jacob:

You don’t know me, at least not yet, but I’m

A good friend of Clara’s. The name’s Jacob.

 

Cesca:

A good friend of Clara’s? Is she hiding

Something? She’s not mentioned your name before.

 

Jacob:

Well, I met her through work. She’s helped me to

Move in, and our friendship has bloomed since then.

 

Cesca:

That’s good to hear! What can I do for you?

 

Jacob:

Could you … this may take some time to explain.

 

Cesca:

That’s fine with me, I’m not in a hurry.

 

Jacob:

Well, to be blunt, and to my cost it’s the

Only way that I know.  I’ve turned eighteen

And just moved out from my foster parents.

 

Cesca:

You sound just like Clara three years ago.

It’s no wonder you hit it off. Many

Happy returns. Are you off to Uni?

 

Jacob:

Thank you. No, my grades won’t be good enough.

I was working, but that was a temp role.

 

Cesca:

Well, that’s a shame. Getting back to your point …

 

Jacob:

Now where … oh yes.  I’m a big horse racing

fan, but I’ve not yet been to the races.

 

Cesca:

Did you gamble illegally, my pet?

 

Jacob:

That’s what playing truant is all about.

 

Cesca:

Well done, that’s what I like to hear!

I bet that must have caused a big riot.

 

Jacob:

You could say that. Clara tells me you have

A spare ticket for the Ascot Gold Cup.

 

Cesca:

So, the taxi driver didn’t give you

My phone number? He’s caused more harm than good.

 

Jacob:

Well, he did, but I soon found out it was

Clara who couldn’t come, and so I thought …

 

Cesca:

By dint of a shared friend, you’d be much more

Honourable than my other suitors?

 

Jacob:

I don’t want you to get the impression …

 

Cesca:

I’m just jesting! I’m a little wary.

Many seem to think that a spare ticket

Is slang for a pick up. I’d like to meet you first.

Clara shouldn’t hog you all to herself!

 

Jacob:

I’d love to meet you, too! Someone to go

Racing with at long last! What day is best?

 

Cesca:

Hmmm, how about … Wednesday? At two o’clock?

 

Jacob:

Wednesday at two? That would be grand. But where?

 

Cesca:

Shall we meet where Clara and I first met,

In On The Brook? Oh, but I don’t suppose

You know where to find it, though it’s not far.

 

Jacob:

Clara told me, it’s just by the canal.

 

Cesca:

I’m glad Clara told you, it’s our special

Café. I guess she must really like you,

As she’s only ever been there with me.

 

Jacob:

Really? Because she said she’d take me there

Herself, if she didn’t have so much work.

 

Cesca:

Well, that’s like a romantic date with her.

When you see the locale, you’ll soon know why.

 

Jacob:

True, she mentioned something about Friedrich.

 

Cesca:

Oh, the painter? Hmm, there’s no ice or waves,

It’s not overlooking a cliff, but I’m

Sure he’d approve of the pastoral view.

 

Jacob:

On a mundane level, what’s the food and drink like?

 

Cesca:

Local cuisine, produced on their own farm.

I drink wine, but the beer’s recommended.

Now, don’t worry, it’s all on me, it’s an

All you can eat buffet, think of it as

A birthday treat. What did Clara get you?

 

Jacob:

She’s taking me shopping on the weekend.

 

Cesca:

I bet you’ll go to the market, there are

Some great handmade goods on display. I’m so

Sorry, but I must go, someone’s tried to

Get through. I think it might have been Clara.

 

Jacob:

Try not to me too critical of me!

 

Cesca:

How could I be? You sound adorable.

 

Jacob:

I get mocked for being a bookish boy.

 

Cesca:

Among men it may not go down too well,

Among women, you’ll be much admired.

 

Jacob:

It’s so grand I can be myself with you.

 

Cesca:

Not just with me. Clara, too, don’t forget!

 

Jacob:

I know, but so far our meetings have been

Formal, what with moving house and such like.

 

Cesca:

Listen, Jacob, t’s fine, we can still speak.

It was Clara, I just got an email.

 

Jacob:

What did it say? I shouldn’t ask really …

 

Cesca:

Now now, we keep nothing from each other,

And the same goes for you. In any case,

It says, are you on the phone to Jacob?

He’s so so cute! I think that I’m in love!

And yet … I wonder what he thinks of me?

 

Jacob:

You’ve really put me on the spot. After

We’ve met, you might ask what I think of you?

 

Cesca:

Now don’t sidetrack young man! Besides

I may not take such a liking to you.

 

Jacob:

OK, I don’t want to commit myself.

I might fall in love with somebody else.

 

Cesca:

What you mean is, you don’t fancy Clara?

 

Jacob:

Tell her … It’s best if I say it myself.

Who knows? Maybe after a few hours …

Don’t get me wrong, I value her friendship.

 

Cesca:

I don’t doubt that for a second. I just

Want her to be happy, and by the looks

Of things, she’d be very happy. Only …

I don’t know but, there’s a chance that I might

Too, I mean, if you’re as cute as she says

You are. You have a soft and tender voice.

 

Jacob:

I think It complements your eloquence.

 

Cesca:

You can thank my elocution teacher.

 

Jacob:

Maybe, but it’s so pure, there is nothing

Forced about it. Unlike some folk I know.

 

Cesca:

And you didn’t shower Clara with praise?

 

Jacob:

No, like I said, we’ve just met to arrange

The move. The strange thing is, I didn’t think

She was flirting with me, or maybe I

Just played along. Does she like me that much?

 

Cesca:

Certainly, please don’t treat it as a game.

 

Jacob:

I won’t, I’m not that type of guy! It’s just,

Because I’ve never been with a woman before,

Maybe I just don’t feel sexually

Attracted to women, or not in a

Masculine way, sensually maybe …

 

Cesca:

Like a massage? I understand. If you

Must know, I’ll let you in on a secret.

I have only slept with Clara.

 

Jacob:

You’re both bi-sexual? What a bombshell!

 

Cesca:

I didn’t think I was until we met …

Oh wow, Clara has sent me a photo.

 

Jacob:

A photo of me? She told me it was just for work.

 

Cesca:

Maybe it was, I sent her an email

Asking for a picture. My my, you’re a

Little cherub. You look so feminine.

 

Jacob:

Meaning I look very unlike a man.

 

Cesca:

From me, that’s a big compliment, OK?

 

Jacob:

Sorry, I feel awkward about my looks.

 

Cesca:

Why should you be? Never mind what men think,

Most of them are buffoons, you’ve two women

Drooling all over you. I must go now,

My credit’s low. I’ll see you on Wednesday.

 

Jacob:

OK, I’ll see you on … Hello? Oh well.

 

Jacob turns of his mobile phone and skips into the kitchen, raising his arm in the air with delight.

 

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