didnât know what had happened to me that night. I thought you were wonderful, but I had no idea of falling in love with you because I didnât know what love was. I only knew I was happy because you were going to stay with us for a few days. You dazzled me, and I didnât think there could be anything better in the world. Thatâs how naive I was.
What is it, darlingâare you restless? Thatâs it, curl up against me and go back to sleep. That noise downstairs is them clearing up after the party. I suppose I ought to have offered to help, but I just wanted to be with you and think of all the things that have happened to us.
So many thingsâso many tears, so much laughter. So long ago, and yet not really a long time at all. I woke up next morning feeling so happyâ¦
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She had to be up very early to start work at the hospital and the day was still dark as she left the house, yet the world was mysteriously flooded with light.
At the bottom of the street was a bus stop, from which she could just see the front of the house, and the room that was normally hers. While waiting for the bus, she watched the window and saw it raised and Markâs head come out. He noticed her and waved. She waved back, feeling that the day had had a perfect start.
When she returned in the late afternoon, she saw Sylvia walking Billy in the street.
âI had to get out of the house,â she said crossly. âMarkâs spent the day in the garage with Dad and now neither of them can talk about anything but engines. Honestly! Youâd think I didnât exist!â
âI suppose he has to think about engines some of the time,â Dee said mildly.
âYes, but not when Iâm there.â
âHeâs probably trying to impress Dad so that he can take this job and be near you.â
âYes, that must be it,â Sylvia said, slightly mollified. âBut Iâm going to find a way to get him out of the house tonight and have him all to myself.â
They had reached home by now. There was no sign of Mark, and Sylvia went looking for him. When sheâd gone, he appeared so promptly that Dee was sure heâd been avoiding her.
âIs she still annoyed with me?â he whispered.
Mischievously, Dee nodded. âYouâve been talking about engines all day, and thatâs a terrible crime.â
âDo all women find it boring?â he asked.
âMostly, I suppose.â
âWhat about you? Doesnât a hospital need machines of some sort?â
âYes, we do, and Iâm learning how to work them, but I suppose itâs more interesting if youâre doing things yourself rather than just hearing about them.â
He pulled a face full of good-natured resignation, spreading his hands as if to sayâwhat was he supposed to do?
âI keep getting it wrong,â he sighed. âSooner or later I always annoy women.â
She was about to tell him not to talk nonsense when she connected with the teasing look in his eye and in the same moment she was invaded by a sweet warmth that shook her to the soul.
âI can believe that,â she said in a voice that trembled slightly. âIn fact, I canât imagine how any woman puts up with you.â
âNeither can I,â he chuckled.
âMark, are you there?â
Sylviaâs voice brought them both back to reality. Deethought she spotted a brief look of exasperation on his face, but it vanished at the sight of her, smiling again and so lovely that Dee knew she herself was forgotten.
Supper was a cheerful meal. Joe was warm in his praise of Markâs abilities. The job offer was confirmed, and it was understood that he would stay with them until after Christmas, when he could start looking for a place of his own.
Afterwards, Sylvia announced that she and Mark were going to the cinema. âThereâs that new film at the Odeon, A Christmas Carol. Markâs longing to see