Vivienne embraced me, Laura kissed me

passionately, and we said our poignant

farewells. Uncle thanked Vivienne from

the bottom of his heart. We tumbled into

the car, beeped the horn, and crept out

into the lanes. Uncle raced the engine.

The windy country roads sped by. Soon

we were on the motorway, heading south.

An episode in my life had closed. Laura

and I would change, adapt. From now on,

we’d play out our burgeoning love in the

big city.

Author: Robert James Berry

Poet & Novelist

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