The Birth Of Eve by E. S Hoy Page B

was to get you noticed together at the
premier; this however has given us a perfect platform for this weekend. Darling
I am spending all of Saturday with you for a full glamorising day. We are going
to turn you from an extra into leading lady over the next few months so enjoy
the ride. But Eve be wary of anyone new, do not talk to strangers or any one
pertaining to be a friend. You are now fully exposed so be prepared. See you
Saturday I will email you your itinery, Nathan is meeting you on the red carpet,
take care sweetie.” After hanging up the phone Freud was practically tossed
across the room as she stood up to pirouette around the lounge.
    “Oh my God Freud I am famous, well almost” She sat down
again skeletons may come knocking, Rory! She prayed he was in prison or moved abroad,
he would take great delight in wrecking her chances. Plus she hadn’t wanted to
be known as another of Nathan’s girls, things had changed since she had told
him that. At least she would now be able to walk down the red carpet with him
without regret; she didn’t like the idea of doing it alone. Michael appeared in
the kitchen making her jump and the kitten screech.
    “Sorry Eve the back door was open” Eve didn’t remember unlocking
the back door this morning, and as much as she was becoming attached to her new
father she didn’t like him turning up at his will.
    “I was actually going food shopping this morning, so maybe
come back later” she saw the instant hurt in his eyes so quickly tried to
soften the blow, meanwhile Freud was scratching at his feet, whilst he tried to
kick her off.
    “You can come back for your tea if you like” that seemed to
appease him so she said good bye then grabbed her coat and shopping list to pop
to Tesco.
    She bought a copy of the daily mirror there and had a look
at their photo, Nathan looked stunning as usual. Eve sadly looked plain and
ordinary beside him, the quote was “an understated beauty.” Worried about his
reputation she decided he deserved better, she would shine on his arm on
Saturday. He would be proud and the papers would not be using “understated” to
describe her anymore.
    When she parked up back home in front of the garage she
unloaded her bags, and walked to the front gate. She noticed a woman in a
baseball hat on the opposite side of the road crouching down.
    “Hello are you okay?” the woman stood and looked sadly over
to her, when she saw Eve she froze and looked nervous all of a sudden. Eve
couldn’t make out her face properly beneath the cap; seeing Eve head over to
her she swiftly walked away. Eve looked down at the road where she had been
crouching and saw what appeared to be a dead animal. Recognising the ginger fur
Eve dropped to her knees on the floor to take a closer look.
    It was Freud, the woman had gone, and it crossed her mind
that she may have been the one to hit him. Eve was alone with the tiny bundle,
she checked him hoping to find a tiny heart beat but he was definitely gone.
She knew when she left he had been inside, but had he slipped by her ankles as
she left? Eve was devastated; she knew Tara would be too. Eve went inside and
fetched a shoe box using Freud’s blanket from his bed; she wrapped him up
tightly and placed the lid gently on top. She would leave him in the garage
until Tara returned; maybe they could bury him together.
    Eve was unloading the shopping numbly; a day that had
started so well had now turned sour. She still could not work out why she
hadn’t noticed Freud slip by her; Michael had left by the back door maybe he
had inadvertently let him out. Eve didn’t want to blame him but she was sure she
would have been more careful. Her phone rang, it was Nathan
    “Hey gorgeous thought I would say hi before I go on stage. I
can’t wait for London this weekend; did you see the paper today?” Eve had
momentarily forgotten the photo
    “Yes I did and before you ask I am fine about it, I wonder
who took it though? I have to make sure