Katharine's Yesterday (7 page)

“I know it sounds a bit fantastic” Cinderella added when it was clear no response from Philip was immediately forthcoming. “But –“

But Philip wasn’t listening anymore. He had felt a sinking sensation as soon as Cinderella had starting talking about the ball. He had a very good idea why she had been turned away at the castle gate – and it was all his fault, that this good-natured woman had missed out on her one opportunity to have the time of her life. All because he had insisted his mother cancel the ball last minute in a fit of pique. How selfish was he?

He noticed Cinderella awkwardly trying to put on her shoes as she talked, shoes that didn’t look very comfortable at all. Philip knelt down beside her, eager to make up for his thoughtless actions. “Are you very disappointed, that you weren’t able to go to this ball?”

“No, it’s just that I was suppose to meet –“ Cinderella broke off as she took in the picture they made. Her foot, poised to slip into her shoe. And Philip, holding her glass slipper.

I’m not disappointed at all” Cinderella said with a happy smile. “In fact, this story might have a happy ending after all.”