An overloaded lorry, driving down the wet decline, had lost control and swung round the bend far too quickly. Then she suddenly began to shudder and rub herself frantically on me as she came. All I remember seeing is the road vanish from in front of me, reappear to my left, and then disappear altogether as my car swung even further round, tree branches whipping against my windscreen as I went off the road and down the steep slope. At that moment I felt a tremendous blow from behind, which flung me off my seat and into my seatbelt, and my car twisted sharply to the right. “I’ve been going out of my mind with worry about you. It’ll help.”
“I will, if you’ll read it.”
“You can be sure I will…..’Juliana’.“ (She called me ‘Juliana’, not by my real name, which she normally uses, naturally.)
We lay tangled together for a long time, caressing each other.
