"Sarah, have you got a minute please," said Carla Barlow.
Her business partner and recent lesbian lover Sarah came hurrying into the office, "what's the matter?" She asked.
"The Wainwright order, they are saying the packing was terrible and some of the merchandise was not up to specification, they are withholding payment until it is sorted, I know it's a long trek, but could you go up and try to sort them out?"
Sarah sighed, Wainwright's were an important customer based in Teeside, many miles from Weatherfield.
She replied, "I suppose so, but he is a typical Yorkshireman, just trying to squeeze the last penny out of us."
The following day, Sarah set off on her visit. The problems were soon sorted and after a small financial adjustment to the customer, set off on the long journey home.
It was a fine summers day and she decided to go the scenic route and meander across the Yorkshire Dales. After a nice lunch at a country pub, she headed off home.
On a really remote road, she spotted in the distance what appeared to be a young woman, stood in front of a van, frantically waving her arms to attract her attention.
She pulled up and after ascertaining that the woman was alone and it wasn't some kind of hold up or hijack, she stepped out and said, "what's the problem, can I help?"
"Thank god you stopped, do you have a phone, mines dead and I need to reach my brother urgently." Said the girl.
Sarah handed her the phone.
"Caine, it's Belle, the van has died on me, just cut out, I have tested all the plugs and things, but nothing, can you pick me up, I'm on the Nidderdale, road, it's a bit remote, but a kind lady has stopped and let me borrow her phone."
Sarah said, "can I offer you a lift, it's very remote out here for a beautiful girl to be on her own."
Belle replied, "thanks but my brother is coming to pick me up, and hopefully repair the van, he's a motor mechanic, so knows what he's doing."
"Ok, but how long is he going to be?" Asked Sarah.
Belle replied, "about four hours, he is quite a distance away."
Sarah thought about her daughter Bethany, she was around the same age as the girl, and she wouldn't want her on her own on a remote track in the country.
"I'll tell you what," said Sarah, "I'm in no hurry, I'll stay with you until he arrives, just need to make a couple of calls."
Belle clicked on the hazard warning lights and Sarah manoeuvred her car into a small clearing away from the road, called her husband and Carla, explained that she was going to be late, and invited Belle to sit with her in her car.
After some small talk about jobs and her family, Belle asked about Sarah's background.
"Well I got pregnant at 13 with my daughter, and have another child, a boy who is six, Bethany lives in London now, and I miss her." Explained Sarah.
Belle looked intently at the other woman, could it be too much of a coincidence that the girl she had sex with at Lucy's flat, was the daughter of the woman who was looking out for her.
"Is she blonde?" Asked Belle.
Sarah reached for her phone and brought up a photo of her daughter.
