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[Susan's Diary]
Tucked against the page is a Polaroid photograph.
15 February, 2001
I am in love! I have fallen completely and utterly in love. I never thought that I would find two living creatures on this earth that I could be in love with, but I have.
Yesterday I woke up thinking it would just be an ordinary day. We've only just moved and neither of us make enough money to afford extra luxuries. But I didn't know. I didn't know that Mrs Weatherby had promised him one of her kittens. I didn't even know that she had kittens to offer! And that Terry had been giving her some Chinese herbs for her rheumatism.
So we have a darling, darling little man in our family. I thought about calling him Turtle, but he seemed to make it clear that he wanted to be called Topper. He has the tiniest dark blue eyes and the most plaintive mew that I've ever heard. And I woke with him curled up next to my nose.
It surprises me, sometimes, how Terry knows just the right thing to say to me, to do for me, to give to me that will make the moment just a tiny bit sunnier. Even if it is the briefest of moments.
He is mine, and I am his. Forever and always and twice on Sundays.
He's going to see Michael on Saturday. I have a student I'm going to see, so I'm not going with him. I don't think Michael likes me...
Tucked against the page is a Polaroid photograph.
15 February, 2001
I am in love! I have fallen completely and utterly in love. I never thought that I would find two living creatures on this earth that I could be in love with, but I have.
Yesterday I woke up thinking it would just be an ordinary day. We've only just moved and neither of us make enough money to afford extra luxuries. But I didn't know. I didn't know that Mrs Weatherby had promised him one of her kittens. I didn't even know that she had kittens to offer! And that Terry had been giving her some Chinese herbs for her rheumatism.
So we have a darling, darling little man in our family. I thought about calling him Turtle, but he seemed to make it clear that he wanted to be called Topper. He has the tiniest dark blue eyes and the most plaintive mew that I've ever heard. And I woke with him curled up next to my nose.
It surprises me, sometimes, how Terry knows just the right thing to say to me, to do for me, to give to me that will make the moment just a tiny bit sunnier. Even if it is the briefest of moments.
He is mine, and I am his. Forever and always and twice on Sundays.
He's going to see Michael on Saturday. I have a student I'm going to see, so I'm not going with him. I don't think Michael likes me...