Returning

It was a long time ago.

She would return; go back after three decades to the place where it happened. She had a couple of days off work coming up, she could use one of them. She wasn’t going to tell any of the ladies in the office what she was doing; no need. This was for herself alone. It would be a four- hour drive with just one brief stop to stretch her legs. It wasn’t a big thing; there and back comfortably in a day, with no nighttime driving. She could revisit that very spot. Surely, the place is still there, she thought. She doubted whether that part of the town had changed much. She would be there in broad daylight instead of late evening, but that couldn’t be helped.

She began to remember.

She remembered coming out of the cinema, choosing a café, sipping coffee and chatting about school. They were both only weeks away from leaving. Then the walk to her bus stop. She recalled how tightly he held her hand. It was a lovely feeling. Then they had stopped, and gently pulling her into the entrance of a dark alley, he had kissed her. Just once, that was all, nothing else, and they quickly moved on. She recalls how nothing was said after that. From the bus, she had waved and watched him wave back, with that lovely smile he had. She had kept watching as long as she could, as he made his way to his own stop.

Then, that horrible memory came… She remembered catching up with an old schoolfriend, only a few weeks after leaving school. She had told her that his whole family had migrated.

On the day, she arrived around noon, to what was a bustling town. After parking her car, it took only a couple of minutes to find the spot. She stood looking across to the lane’s entrance for a while, before crossing. Once there, she found the exact location, a few steps in. Then, putting her mobile phone to her ear, acting as though she was on a call, she turned her back on the main road and closed her eyes. She stood perfectly still, for several minutes, remembering…

Back at the car, she sat wiping her eyes. The experience had been wonderful. She had really enjoyed the thrill of the whole thing.

No one need ever know what decision she made on the drive back.

She would do it all again next year.

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