She had laid the book down several times , but
tonight she could not stop writing.
She was back there, it hadn't taken
her long to slip back to that time.
It seemed inevitable that she would
find herself different to the woman she was before.
She had loved so deeply and although they had never met she had fallen for him completely.
It was as if an unseen force, had drawn them to each other..... there was no other explanation for it.
It was highly improbable that they would have met under normal conditions, and if they had, that their hearts would intertwine.
She missed him....
She missed them.
"Write our story".... she heard his voice beckoning her onwards.
A smile appeared as she wiped tears, that brought with them a reminder of a time now lost, from her eyes.
She picked up her pen and began to write.......
