She asked me for an holiday one day after so many situations where we felt there was less freedom and more people around even to justify a small hug a...so our frequency matched and we kept it hidden only in our expressions which were exchanged carefully and our friends didn’t notice any difference from day one to till date . then I planned a perfect one on weekend to a hill station.Once we reached our hotel which I had booked, we got into our room and it was a very romantic place ever visited. We continued this for about a month and soon we both knew we wanted more. We decided to meet on a Sunday afternoon. But she told me we would just have coffee. I was waiting for her at CP Starbucks when she arrived.My jaw almost hit the floor. She was dressed in a white crop top and some really fit light blue jeans. Her figure was perfectly accentuated by that attire. Her abs were pretty much evident. Her short brown hair was flowing. When she walked in towards me I could feel half the coffee. I'll be honest, there never had been any love lost between Bill and Reg Arnold ... or Reg and myself, come to that!"The silly little bitch is stuck up the tree!" Reggie replied, "She got herself up there, she can get herself down again!"Then the two of them walked off towards the swings in the child play area.Bill and I looked at each for a second and then -- because the anguished wailing was still emanating from the centre of the copse – we dashed on in.In amongst the trees we found Alice. She would merely slip from My fingers spilling to the ground and become one with the earth. So with patience My hands simply cup to lovingly hold her essence until she can return fully to Me. It has been said that yesterday is but a memory and tomorrow but an illusion. I had but 270 yesterday’s with her, yet, how wonderful each one of those days were. Within a broad view of life, 270 days are a mere blink when compared to 70 or 80 years. But oh My friend, I lived each of those to the fullest.