The Barmaid's Contract

10.

"So that was Avery." Cally told me as we sat on a luxurious sofa in a shoe shop. She placed her phone away back in to its bag.

We spent half the day in the spa and the other half was shopping.

"He will be out off town but he will be back in time for the funeral."

I wished it was his funeral, I wanted to say, but I didn't. I stayed quiet. I have to be the besotted fiancee.

"Oh. Really?" I tried to sound a bit sad.

"Don't worry, I'll keep you company." Cally smiled as she lifted her feet and smiled at the shoes on them.

We had bags upon bags of shopping. They were mainly Cally's, but she managed to succeed me in to getting some clothes and shoes too.

I thought it was disgusting to pay the price on these items, but Cally never blinked about it.

We had managed to get a new dress for the funeral, plus some other clothes as well.

"We need to get you a dress for a party." Cally announced as she gave the sales woman the shoes.

"Please, no more! My arms are falling off, my feet hurt. Why couldn't we do this before the spa?"

My pleas fell on deaf ears. Cally took a pair of dark heels that were shimmering in purple glitter.

"Try these on." She told me as she went back to the shelves. I did, but I complained and grumbled the whole time.

They were lovely shoes, but they were ankle breakers. The power of premonitions was one I did not have, but it was one that I did not need while looking at my feet in these killer heels.

"Cally, I've never worn heels before." I told her as the she told the saleslady to box them up.

Cally turned to me like I was speaking a foreign language. "Excuse me?"

"I didn't mumble. I've never worn heels before." I said to her in a defiant tone, crossing my arms. "Imagine me in those heels in a dusty bar, serving beer, basically in the middle of nowhere. I've had no need for heels before."

By the look on Cally's face, I could throw large marshmallows in to her mouth and not miss. She quickly turned to a saleslady and told her to get a basic pair of black heels in the same size.

"Why?" I moaned out.

"Because we will be practising how to walk in heels. And if they break, they break, but they won't be the purple ones, just plain black."

I rolled my eyes and looked upwards. Oh Dear Lord, please give me strength. I exhaled out and turned to Cally.

"Let's go."

For once, Cally agreed. "Yes, we need to find the perfect dress for these shoes."

I wanted to slam my head against the wall, but instead I smiled my fake barmaid smile as I brushed my hair on to my back. I ran my fingers through it and it felt so soft and fresh and smooth.

Not wiry or frizzy. The ladies at the spa did a magnificent job on it. I've never seen it so straight before.

I paid for the shoes from the card Cally had managed to get off Avery and we walked down the shopping centre a bit more before Cally found the shop she wanted.

She had told our driver to collect our bags and place them in the car as we will still be a while. I wanted to jump at her and strangle the life out of her till her pretty brown eyes went dull. No wonder some animals eat their young! To avoid raising this!