James - Thirty-Two Weeks
I perch a hip on an old stone wall, looking down the mountain, the meadows, the lake. The weather is fine and warm; late Summer drawing into Autumn and...
Life is good.
I have the woman I love, friendship, money, rewarding work, a wonderful home and, in only a few months, a new baby daughter.
I raise my glass in a silent toast.
Looking forward to meeting you Cara...
My cup overflows.
Where's Charlotte?
I'd like her with me, just to share this moment.
Heaving myself upright, I go in search of her. I move easily. With the sunshine, even my bad leg is behaving itself.
I find her in the restaurant, by the big picture window that looks down the mountain to the lake, Charlotte sits between Michael's Gran, his Aunty Edna and another of the tribe that I don't re
