7:20am, Vancouver, Canada

Pamela Uthams angrily lit her third cigarette of the morning, she hurriedly snapped her designer suitcase shut with her expensively manicured fingers. She glanced at her LCD alarm and tutted out loud "Shit! Gotta be at the airport in thirty minutes" she kicked her way through the mess of shopping bags all bearing the names of the most famous and expensive clothes shops the world had to offer. In the process she managed to knock over the heavy expensive onyx ashtray, causing it to spill its contents of lipstick smeared ultra slim cigarettes all over her white deep pile bedroom carpet."Shit!" Pamela exclaimed again,"Oh well"she thought "Yolanda will clear that up later" and with that she threw her pashmina over her shoulders and walked out into the company car that was waiting for her in the driveway, the car that would take her to the airport then, as her heart grew heavier, back to dreary old England and her dreary old Mother...and if she remembered correctly a not so dreary and not so old Terry!
A faint smile crossed Pamela Uthams plumped glossy lips,"Hmm, maybe this trip home wont be so bad after all" she thought as she sped along the busy Vancouver freeway, toward the airport....
To be continued...