“I love you,” I say to Seb, expecting no answer. After all, I tell him that I love him about a hundred times an hour when we’re together. “I love you,” he says. He’s never said this before. He mumbles it into my neck but that’s what I think I hear. “Do you?” I say, […]
“How are you getting on my darling?” The message comes through from Seb at 11.28am this morning. “Yeah, great. Just packing. What’s the weekend weather forecast in your land?” I say. “It’s really nice at the moment but I think it’s going to change later. What time do you think you’ll arrive here?” He says. […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 