Chapter Sixty-Five. London Calling.
Hannah’s Point of View.
Saying goodbye to Del this morning was heart-wrenching. As I predicted, not a lot of sleep was had, and as we showered this morning, watching him soap his perfect body, the perfect vision almost short-circuited my brain. Thankfully, I regained my composure, before I picked up my phone, and resigned from my job, to spend my days and nights in bed with my Delicious mate.
So now, I am sitting on the train, watching the fields and hedgerows zoom past, as each town or city we stop at reminds me that I am getting closer to the concrete jungle that will be my home for the next two nights.
Sure, London has many beautiful parks, from Hyde to Green, but still, it is nothing compared to the forest or the countryside I prefer to resid
