*Sequel to Miss Poynter*
The day has finally come. Danny and Eve are getting married. They are taking the next step to the next chapter of their lives but will their dreams turn out to be what they had hoped? Will married life treat them well or wi...
I don't know if you can see the changes that have come over me In these last few days I've been afraid that I might drift away So I've been telling old stories, singing songs That make me think about where I came from And that's the reasons why I seem so far away today Oh and let me tell you that I love you That I think about you all the time Caledonia you're calling me and now I'm going home For if I should become a stranger You know that it would make me more than sad Caledonia's been everything I've ever had Oh and I have moved and I've kept on moving Proved the points that I needed proving Lost the friends that I needed losing, found others on the way Oh and I have tried and kept on trying Stolen dreams, yes there's no denying I have travelled hard with conscience flying somewhere with the wind.
I stare out of the window of our tour bus, admiring the views of where I grew up, where I lived a very happy childhood. The endless fields of green, the sky was blue for once... knowing Scotland it probably wasn't going to last very long.
Every single season in one day is what we are used to.
Also.... Danny got us a tour bus, I did tell him the journey is only about six hours but he still didn't listen to me. He wanted us to ride comfortably and get there safely. He was an absolute gem, how did I get so lucky?
"It's beautiful isn't it?" My mum whispers, staring out beside me. I nod my head, biting my lips emotionally. It was home to me.
"It really is" I nod, lifting my glass of prosecco to my lips.
"I don't blame you for wanting to stay here instead of at home.... you were probably at so much peace here" She smiles, looking over at me.
"You should have come with me mum, it changed my life for the better and I know it would have done the same for you"
"Maybe...." She trails, nodding. My phone begins to ring loudly and I look down to see it was Danny, one of my favourite photos of us pops up as he phones.
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We had gone back to Rome right after we got engaged and stayed at the same exact hotel we did the first time.... god it was so romantic. He proposed again and he made it even more special and it definitely took me by surprise.
"Hello?" I smile into my phone, I was already missing him like crazy. We had only just said goodbye this morning, he saw us onto our bus.
"Hey darlin', how you feeling?" He asks me kindly. He was constantly checking up on how I was feeling, he must be worrying that I'll ditch him at the alter or something. I would never by the way, just clarifying that.
"I'm okay, still a bit nervous. Think it can only get worse the closer we get to the venue" I chuckle, standing up from the couch and walking into the back where the bed is.
Aye I know.... a bloody bed. Shame it's not going to be much use to me, would be nice if Danny was here to help me use it... if you know what I mean.
Oh wait! I just realised..... two days without sex. How was I ever going to survive?
