By Vince on
28/08/2007 14:08
“What have you done?” Caroline says, looking at me, not quite cross yet.
‘What do you mean? I haven’t done anything, it wasn’t me, I didn’t mean to...I ...I...’. I could feel my cheeks flushing with heat. Adrenaline surging into my muscles. It was going to be fight or flight and I’ve always been much more of a flyer than a fighter.
‘What have you done?....oh my god, why are you on the ironman uk website? We only got back from Lanzarote yesterday.’ She looked over my shoulder at the laptop and shoved me to the side.
‘I couldn’t help it.’ I sobbed into my hands. Hanging my head in shame. ‘I....I....love it too much.’ I fell to my knees and grabbed her legs, sobbing against her thigh. ‘It....it.....completes me.’
‘Ok....ok....relax. At least this one’s in England. Hang on...I thought I completed you? And what about your son?....doesn’t he...’
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