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mixture! 
     
    Jake smiled and then he was gone.  Now all that was left was for Victoria to round up the last few fete-goers and then help pack up.  The money counting was down to Alice and she would tell Victoria the final figure over the telephone tomorrow, but for now Victoria put Jake’s business card into her jean’s back pocket and started to politely usher people towards the exit closing the field gate firmly behind them.  Today had been quite some day!
     

CHAPTER TWO
     
    It was nearly ten o’clock at night when Victoria finally reached the London Docklands townhouse she shared with her fiancé Mark.  She was tired but still on a high from today’s success – surely when her boss saw the news coverage and she told him about her part in today he would finally recognise her capabilities and give her more responsibility and bigger campaigns to work on.  Marketing was a tough business and there weren’t many opportunities to move up the career ladder until someone else jumped off or was pushed, which she had seen too many times before.  But surely after her boss saw the news tonight he would put her on one of the bigger marketing campaigns instead of the smaller brands which didn’t even begin to stretch her to her full potential.  And if by some chance her boss didn’t see the news tonight then Victoria was going to make sure she showed him the press coverage tomorrow morning first thing.
     
    “Mark, are you home?”  Victoria called as she walked into the house seeing the lights were on.
    “Up here, just taking a shower.”  Mark’s deep voice called back.
    “A shower?  Is everything alright?”  Victoria called as she put her bag down and made her way upstairs to the bathroom - it wasn’t like Mark to be taking a shower now, he usually had it first thing in the morning, not just before he went to bed.
    “Yeah fine, I just had a long day in the office and I need to relax.”  He called back through the bathroom door.  “Look I haven’t had time to cook any dinner, I haven’t long been back myself.  Can you order some take-away or a delivery, I’ll be out in a minute.”
    “You mean you have been in the office all day?”  Victoria knew Mark worked hard but this was getting ridiculous, he was working absurdly long hours! 
    “Yeah but it’s okay, I didn’t go in until lunchtime and I worked through the afternoon and early evening.  I got what I needed done so let’s just forget about it and phone for some dinner will you?”
     
    Victoria kicked off her shoes, she was so tired all she wanted to do was fall into bed and go to sleep.  It certainly had been a long day, but she knew how grumpy Mark could be when he was hungry so she wandered back downstairs to the little brown leather folder full of take-away menus she kept by the telephone and picked it up.
    “Mexican okay?”  She called again and picked up the telephone to call for their usual dishes, she knew what he liked.
     
    Fifteen minutes later and Mark walked downstairs.  Victoria felt him cosy up behind her in the kitchen as she poured them both a drink.  He moved her hair aside and kissed her neck. 
    “The fete went really well.”  Victoria said as she enjoyed the comfortable warmth he gave her.  She pulled her long dark red hair around to her other shoulder away from Mark knowing he didn’t like her hair getting in his way, he preferred it when she had it all tied up like she usually wore it for work.
    “That’s good.  What’s for dinner?”
    “Mexican, I’ve ordered your usual.”  She turned around in his arms ready to tell him more about today but Mark was already reaching across the kitchen work surface for the weekend newspaper, more interested in the news than Victoria’s fete. 
     
    Mark took his drink from next to Victoria and stepped back already reading the front page of the newspaper.
    Victoria looked at him slightly annoyed, she had only just gotten in and already his head was in the news