August 12th, 1990

August 12th, 1990

At home

Got home at six tonight, just as mum and dad were heading out to H&M’s for dinner. Hopefully they’ll return with piles of delicious nosh that’ll carry us through the weekend!

I was in the kitchen, combing through the stack of post that arrived in my absence and there, at the bottom, was a letter from Ben. My heart deceived me with a slight flutter that I paid no attention to and continued making tea.

Half a packet of jaffa cakes and two cups of tea later, I’d memorized every line of what was essentially a generic account of Ben’s recent trips, all until the end;

“It’s obvious our lives are going in different directions but I want you to know I’ll always love you. Always. Always. Always.”

My stomach is in knots, the jaffa cakes are gone and I’m crying.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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