THAT NIGHT I dreamt I was climbing a tree. Distracted by Ash saying “Hi”, I fell and he caught me - it all replayed exactly how it had happened earlier that day. The change came when he set me on my feet. Instead of letting me go, he held me tight around my waist. His cool grey eyes looked almost silver and they seemed to look deep into my soul. “You’re beautiful” he said, then leaned down and kissed me. It started out sweetly, with light kisses and tender brushes against
THE NEXT morning it took me a minute to realise where I was. I soon managed to get into my usual routine and it wasn’t long before I was downstairs chatting with Mum in the kitchen. I liked the old, cosy feel this room had, even though it was fully modern. Sunday was the one day of the week we all spent together as a family, no matter what. True to form, Dad sat down with the paper, while Mum fried some eggs for breakfast. I watched them as they talked and laughed.
Updated 8-19-12 at 9:11 AM by Catherine
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