May 25th, 1991
Night flight from JFK – LHR
Met Christopher for lunch in Central Park, something he now does regularly, after, as he jokingly put it, “A Brit introduced me to it!”
“So good to see you again,” he smiled, halfway through his Ruben sandwich.
“And you. How’s Laurie?”
“Good. She’s good.”
“Seriously Christopher? You must know by now that I need way more than that!”
He laughed. “She’s busy making plans for the…our wedding.”
“Do you have any say in it?”
“Not really,” he said with a little chuckle.
“Seems to be the way.”
“Do you think William will be involved in your wedding plans?”
“Whoa! Did I say I’m getting married?”
“You’re engaged. Isn’t marriage the next step?”
“Actually, we’re not technicallyengaged.”
He burst out laughing. “You’re gonna have to explain that.”
“William expressed a deep interest in buying me a ring, that I just happen to wear on the finger that gets all the attention.”
His expression was questioning. “So, you’re not getting married?”
“I think we will at some point but-”
Another quizzical look. “You sound hesitant.”
I let out a deep sigh. “While I was on the island, everything felt surreal but now we’re apart it’s different. It’s difficult being so far away from each other. To be honest, I feel lonelier than ever.”
Giving my hand a little squeeze, he said, “They say true love always finds a way.”
“I s’pose that’s true but I just don’t want to get ahead of myself. Does that make sense?”
Never daring to speak with his mouth full, Christopher nodded enthusiastically, while I took a bite of my sandwich and motioned for him to continue.
“I Iove Laurie, I really do. She’s amazing but…well.” He looked away and I wanted to prompt him but I managed to keep my mouth shut. “Sometimes,” he continued, “I think family pressure played a role. You know, an almost thirty-year old unmarried man raises questions in the family circle and I know you’re younger than me, but haven’t you felt any pressure from your family?”
“Not at all. I mean, my mum has always been obsessed with weddings and anything of a romantic nature but no pressure as such about actually getting married, although when I told her William wanted to buy me a ring, she wasted no time in marching me to the antique jewelry shop.”
He cracked up laughing. “See what I mean?”
“Hmmm, I never really thought of it as pressure but now you mention it, I suppose there’s a, what would you call it? Expectation. There’s an unspoken expectation.”
“But you’re still getting married next October, right?”
“Yes,” he nodded. “In Connecticut. The guest list is currently hovering around two twenty but Laurie’s thinking it’ll end up being more like two fifty.”
“Phew,” I whistled. “That’s a lotta people!”
“Yes, it is,” he said, looking more unsure than I’ve ever seen him.