Angel Chapter 2

"You know, you don't have to use this slow, dirty thing, if you don't have freight," he told her. "There's a better one in the lobby. I'll show it to you. My name's Lionel, by the way. Anything you need, just give be a yell." By that time, they were at the passenger lift, and the door was open.

"Thank you, Lionel. I'll do that. My name is Angel Jones." She held out her hand and he shook it somewhat tentatively. Angel felt she had made a friend.

After eating, her first meal in London, and not a particularly memorable one, Angel finished hanging up her clothing and otherwise getting her flat ready. Although still a little shaken in the wake of her encounter with Brian, she was tired and, after her usual nightly preparations, fell quickly asleep.

The next day was Wednesday, and Angel wouldn't have to report to work until Monday, giving her time to inspect the neighborhood and buy food and supplies for the flat. She slept late, and after a shower in the tiny bathroom and getting dressed in her usual blouse and skirt, but with flat heels for walking, she set out to learn something of the area. This time, she took the passenger lift, which led to the lobby. When she walked out the front door, she saw Lionel, watering a row of bushes in front of the building.

"Good morning, Lionel."

"Good morning, Ms. Jones."

"Why don't you call me Angel? I'm new in town and don't know anybody, and I really want to be friends."

"That's fine, Angel. You can never have too many friends."

After getting a bit of breakfast, she spent the rest of the morning familiarizing herself with the neighborhood, and stopped into a local pub for lunch. The other patrons were young people like her, and seemed quite affable, especially the men. Angel smiled back at their friendly faces, but didn't want to get involved with anybody just then. After lunch, she went to a pharmacy and to the local grocers to stock up on some of the staples and supplies she would need, and to buy food for that night's supper. Although not much of a cook, Angel didn't want to make a habit of eating greasy takeout food like the fish and chips she had wolfed down the previous night.