So, he booked the bucket list holiday for their milestone anniversary. A last resort to attend to two parallel lives, drastically drifting apart.
Things had been dormant for years but beneath the surface, lines of flowing, white-hot umbrages were beginning to move, fissures were showing on the surface and at random moments a seething, raging torrent of seismic proportions would explode to the surface smothering everything in a red mist.
And meanwhile in Iceland….