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