She wanted to enter a dream...

When the call came there was no mention of his friend - but an invitation to lunch at the American Bar at The Savoy next time she was in London. What had she to lose? It would be an experience for sure - and although she had recovered from her recent heartbreak this had left her in a reckless mood, one in which she felt a hunger for sensation, for anything that might fill her senses, excite her existence, so that no room was left for suffering to enter.

Yes, a futile and unrealistic position, but she'd had enough of 'reality' and wanted to enter a dream...so two weeks later she arrived in London. As she was slightly late, their table at the Savoy was unavailable and they lunched elsewhere. In his company she experienced her wings open wide once more, and her heart lift and dance. She was surprised most of all by how much they laughed. She had never laughed as much with anyone before... they found the same things to be so funny, and in the same way. Before long, they were laughing together without the need for words - and they were sharing silences, which said more than a thousand words ever could.

Yet a shadow came to rest over them as the lunch wore on. A shadow which entered the room when he began to explain to her the nature of his relationship with another. His words hit her dancing heart like a rod of lightening, a warning. She knew this was the moment, the decision was hers. She could walk out now and stay safe. She must walk out. Look at what had happened before, when another had been involved on the edge of a relationship - disaster.

The risk was hers to take - or not take. He had made it clear to her, she respected him for that. She felt herself on the edge of a cliff, certain her destiny lay across the water before her, yet knowing with deep regret that if she jumped, she would be leaping into the eye of a storm...