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Tuesday, April 01, 2008

News part II

"It's nice," I say to MindReader, his face shadowed by candlelight, "to choose where I live next year instead of being told where to live by FutureLawFirm."

"I know," he says, smiling. "You can be in Birmingham with me."

"You, me and Rainman?" I say, referring of course to our future cat, a name born out of a hilarious Easter Saturday watching Rainman behave autistically on the television as I colour coded my smarties on my lap.

"Yep," he says, linking his hands with mine.

"Unless I'm still ill," I say. "What then?"

"Well," he says. "I'll just have to move in with you and your Dad."

"So we're really doing it?" I say, bringing my wine glass up to his. "We're really moving in together, no matter what?"

"Yep," he says, and as he draws me in for a kiss I finally feel like I've come home.

Labels: illness, MindReader

by billygean.co.uk at 9:57 PM |