My Lighthouse

Recognition

Sheila stared at the sweater on the bottom of the cabinet. She frowned and picked it up. It wasn't something Mark would normally do, throwing his clothes down on the floor. She took the sweater between her hands and pushed her face in the fabric. She closed her eyes and her heart missed a beat when she smelled his scent. "Oh Mark" Sheila whispered and tears fell down her cheeks.

It felt like it had been ages ago since they got married and enjoyed each other's company on their short honeymoon in an adorable cottage at the sea. It had been a surprise from Sheila to Mark, which only the family and Louis knew about. It had been a small cottage in the middle of nowhere, with just the simple needs of life. When Sheila found it on the internet, she immediately fell in love with the huge fireplace. The living room had also been the bedroom and they had enjoyed that combination to the fullest. She still felt her body glowing, thinking about it.

With his sweater still against her face, she stared at the clock. In about three hours she had to be in hospital for her body check. Still enough time to unpack her suitcase and get some groceries at that gorgeous little grocery shop at Covent Garden. Mark had been gone for seven weeks now and although he promised her before, to be present at her hospital visit, being in Berlin for performances made it impossible for him to be here with her. She felt strange and hated this feeling. Pain in her stomach, between her thighs .....in her heart. She missed him so badly and seeing him on the telli with the most beautiful tv-hostesses didn't made it any easier.

If someone knew what his life was all about, it was Sheila. Though this knowledge made everything complicated as well. She had saved them so often from dangerous money-seekers or women who just wanted to have said they made love to a Westlife star, that it was unbearable for Sheila to just back off and watch them going on tour. She shortly closed her eyes again and smelled his scent, when she turned around to fold the sweater and put it back into the cabinet.

"Sheila! How great to see you dear." "So you're back in London again?" "How is Mark doing?" Sheila heard all the questions John from the grocery shop asked her, but she wasn't really in the mood to answer them all. "I am okay John. Thanks for asking" Sheila smiled. "Mark is in Berlin. Maybe you see him in a few weeks or so". "He definitely misses you" she grinned. "Nothing better than your salads John. Speaking of which....." Sheila went on with her order, had some more smalltalk and thank him afterwards for his friendly help.

What she didn't noticed was the interest she got, from a man two people away from her. The man looked at her from top till toe and absorbed everything she told John. While Sheila was still talking some more, the man took care of his order, pulled his cap further over his eyes and walked out of the shop at the same time as Sheila did. She didn't pay any attention to the man and without realizing what happened, the man bumped into her, which made her lose her balance and the groceries fell all over the sidewalk. The man mumbled an excuse, while he looked the other way and apologized for what he had done. When he wanted to help her to get up and get her groceries, John pushed him away and told him to leave her alone. As in a flash Sheila looked him in the eye and she felled shivers all over. Though not the positive once. Five minutes later she was back on her way home, a bit confused about what just happened. She only shortly had seen his face and had a feeling she recognized the eyes. Though while she was walking and thinking about it, she just couldn't remember where she knew the eyes from. As soon as she came back into the house, the phone rang and she forgot about the eyes...

"Hé beautiful" she heard on the other side of the line. Mark sounded tired and slightly sad. It wasn't the feeling he wanted to give her, but he just couldn't hide the way he felt. "Hi sweetheart" Sheila answered back. She heard Mark sigh and he continued "are you in London now?" "Yes, I'm settled already and I still have one and half hour to make it to my appointment on time" she answered more happily than she felt inside. "I am so sorry sweetie" Mark whispered. "I promised you to be there and again I have to disappoint you" "Oh Mark please don't say that. You don't disappoint me." "I know you don't have a choice." "Is there someone else going with you?" He asked. "No, there were a few emergencies in the hospital in Sligo, why they had to withdraw all holidays from the doctors and nurses".  "So I told her, I would be fine. I am fine Mark" she lied. "It's always lovely to be here in London". Mark silenced. "Mark?"