walked onto the poolside he spotted me and waved from the chair. I slipped into the shallow end and then did a couple of lengths before stopping to the side of the chair at the deep end. He jumped down and knelt down to talk to me.
“Hi Steph, good to see you” he said
“Hi James, how are things” I asked
“Busy packing at home at the moment, I never realised how much stuff I had until now” he said, a slight sadness crept into his voice.
“Will you miss Ross” I asked
“I guess so, it’s all I’ve known since I was born but our new house looks great too. It’s opposite a large park and not far away from Warwick Castle” he finished. I watched him glance up and across the pool, checking everything was fine before returning his attention to me.
“I thought I’d take you to Gloucester on Saturday as we can go to the cinema there. Dad said I can borrow the car for the evening” he finished
“That sounds fine” I replied. He stood up and motioned that he ought to do a few laps round the pool so I swam a few further length and thought about how great it would be t o sit next to him in the dark of the cinema.
Climbing out of the pool I did a couple of dives and from his chair James gave me a few tips about keeping my feet pointed on entry. I was never going to be as good as he was. As I finished my equivalent of a mile in lengths I popped out of the water and sat on the side to catch my breath. James was on another lap around the perimeter so I waited until he reached me. As he did he nudged me with his foot and pushed me into the water. I came up laughing and spluttering.
“Hey that’s not allowed” I said, poi nting at the sign on the wall that said no pushing. Glancing down the lists I blushed at the no petting statement and thought again of our kiss.
“It is when I’m in charge” he said, laughing at my comment. Climbing out of the pool for the final time I walked towards the chair where he sat.
“I’m off now, see you Thursday” I said. I pulled my hair back from my face and looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.
“See you then Steph” he replied.
Wednesday 27 th January, 1988.
I am listening to “A Different Corner” by George Michael this evening; the lyrics are making me cry
“Turn a different corner and we never would have met, would you care”
How different my life would be if I hadn’t decided to go swimming with Sarah at the start of the year. I would never have been friends with James; he would have still been a stranger to me. Was there such a thing as fate and destiny? I had read so much about them in books over the years but until this point they were purely fiction. I still couldn’t decide what to write in the card for James, words seemed meaningless in trying to describe how I felt when I was near him. At least I still had some time to think about it further before Saturday.
Thursday 28 th January, 1988.
As we walked home from school together Sarah turned to me
“Is it ok if I come swimming with you tonight” she asked
“Yes sure that would be great” I replied “I’ll meet you back at the corner at around six thirty if that’s ok?”
“Yes, great as I need to talk to you and school is definitely not the place” she replied.
“Ok, see you later” I said, wondering what secret Sarah needed to share with me. After tea I headed back out to meet Sarah for the walk to the pool. On the way we chatted.
“So what’s the secret?” I asked
“Well, I really like Chris but if James leaves how will I get the chance to see him again” she said
“I’ll try and talk to James and find out for you, maybe this evening but for certain on Saturday” I replied, happy to help my best friend out if I could. Although it was cold at least it wasn’t raining as we crossed the road and entered the car park entrance for the pool. I could see the lights shining from the front windows and started to walk a little