I cannot go on. She realises something is wrong and wants a divorce. Listen, Sebastian, I hate to ask you this, but do you think that I could move in ...ere with you temporarily, as I simply cannot go on living with Caroline?” Well, what could I say but yes, of course he could and for as long as he wanted. But what an extraordinary turn of events; Craig who had taken me in as a flat mate from my miserable apartment on the West Side was now going to move in with me into my apartment, as my flat. You would suspect that she had her hair coiffed in a French weave, but it was just naturally curly. Her face was essentially flawless. Everything was just right. She had incredibly dewy skin, pretty hands, a well-proportioned body, and happened to be wearing Birkenstock-like sandals—the style they wore those days—with the thin strip running vertical into a T-strap at the ankle. Since I have always had a foot fetish I care about the feet and hers’ were incredible. “Donna here shares my. Too old now and too long ago, when I try to remember all that happened during all of those forgotten years, just faded memories that light up before dimming and going dark, I can’t possibly piece together every memory of Summer in my life over 45 years. Where did the time go? Sometimes seemingly if it was all yesterday and sometimes seemingly as if it had been a hundred years ago, it all went by so fast, too fast or too slow depending upon what part of my life it was, the good parts or the bad.. The faint glow of the streetlights dimmed into the black abyss of another world. A world that is full of pain and heartache. Full of the selfish lives of those that prey upon the good hearts of others. Those people did not exist in this world. A new world appeared full of life and had its own light. It shown the very moment he and she laid their eyes upon each other. This is their story. This is the road to their love, happiness and gratification. Their own place that they can call home for it.