I have returned to Dawlish after a long time, cannot sleep so leave the house at six. Seagulls guard the causeway and cracks in the sky make it seem as if searchlights shine into the sea.
"Hello. What are you doing here?" my former lover inquires.
I haven't seen her for years, we walk along the beach as in the past adoring it here before noisy crowds arrived.
"You look remarkable and haven't aged at all," I say.
I turn to peer at the hole in the rock by Coryton Cove but when I glance around again she has disappeared.
"Hello. What are you doing here?" my former lover inquires.
I haven't seen her for years, we walk along the beach as in the past adoring it here before noisy crowds arrived.
"You look remarkable and haven't aged at all," I say.
I turn to peer at the hole in the rock by Coryton Cove but when I glance around again she has disappeared.
