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Virtually ever day they spent together. They seamed to end up in the same place most days though, be it the lake, the fields, the park or on his sofa normally. But that one day he had a new idea.    Opposite where he lived the was this wooded area, she knew most an area of it well from walking her dog that way but he wanted to show her somewhere new. They stood at the edge of the road looking at the wood on the other side. He looked at her, took her hand and said ‘ Babe stay with me’, then when the road was clear he held tight to her hand and ran full speed over the busy road. At the other side she sighed in relief and said sarcastically to him ‘ I swear your guna kill me one day’ he smiled cheekily  and replied ‘well if it had been today we would have gone together’. Then he just turned around and headed into the woods. She stop watched him walk ahead before skipping to catch up with him.   She wasn’t a particularly girly girl, she was fair from afraid of getting a bit grubby and messy, if it meant she could climb a tree, hop over a fence or two. So when he clambered over the little wooden fence with the twisted barbed wire, she had no hesitations in following. As he land he held out his right hand for her, while he used his left to pull down the sleeve of his top over his hand as he held down the spiked wire. She quickly took his hand and climbed cautiously over the fence to join him in the field.   At the back of the field there were many cows and what looked like a old farmhouse, realising they were probably stood in private land they quickly hurried thought the field onto the next, hopping all the fences in their path. Until they ended up at his private destination. It was a unusual place, it looked like a swamp type lake, but over it was this beautiful stone bridge. It was as if know one even knew about it, It was in crisp condition. There were no foot prints in the mud, no wear and tear on the bridge, the swampy water was undisturbed. It truly was amazing. There was a usual quirkiness to this place. It was as if it was a man made wonder waiting to be re-founded. He stopped her as she stepped forward toward the mud. He whispered into her ear ‘its beautiful isn’t it ….just like you’ she turned around kissed him quickly on the lips. He lifted her off her feet carried her thought the mud and placed her down on the bridge along side him. She always knew he had a rebellious side to him, not major but enough. He tool out some sort of pen knife and carved both there initials and a star into the bridge. She smiled at him and said softly ‘ but why a star’ he looked up at her and said ‘ well we never know what will happen but I know I will always be your friend, so by putting a star know matter whether we are dating or friends it will still mean something’. This seamed strange to her but accepted what he was saying anyway.   It wasn’t long before the heavens opened and the rain began to pour. They ran as fact as they could through the field in the pouring rain, holding each others hand like it was nearly the end of the world.  When they reached the road again he still never let go of her hand. He told her the same as before then ran. They stood close in the phone box to hide from the rain. Her hair was all wavy and small strands stuck to her cheeks. He kissed her; a small rain drop trickled down his forehead, along his nose and landed along her lip. He pulled away from the kiss so slowly, and then hugged her. As he looked over her shoulder, he giggled to himself then started to sing. “I’m singing in the rain, I’m singing in the rain” she stepped back looked at him seriously then burst into laugher. Then they both stood in the phone box, in the rain singing their loved up hearts out.

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