Sunday

As I stood outside a busy shop in Princes Street waiting for S, K, and Mum (I refused to go in as it would be noisy with lots of people) I played about with the camera. I also noticed a lady come out who was a juror with me on  the case 5yrs ago. It took my breath away and I wanted to go up to her and ask if it had ruined her life too. 
We all went for some tea and I felt like the outsider. I wasn't interested in Harris. Each time I see him, I think this time it will click and I will feel something for him. It wasn't tonight. 

Dreading tomorrow.