The nurse came into the room. It was the young one again, with her short, tight, sheer uniform and all. She had her head tipped downward, ineffectually hiding the small smirk on her face. That gave him time to shove the papers out of sight before she could notice. The words flooded out of her …
Farewell, My Lyn, Farewell
3 years later We are side by side on the beach at Porquerolles. White sand trickles between my toes as Lyn lies with her head on my stomach, stretched out at right angles to me. She is wearing a swimming costume, as am I. Nearby a young woman is playing with two children, one about …