I was glad I had him as a friend. He was a good listener; I would always speak to him about any issues I had with university work or Emma. He would al...ways bring my morale back up; he would tell me I was underestimating myself. Regarding Emma, he assured me that it was me she loved.During the Christmas holidays, I sat down with Emma so that we could talk. We both agreed that we would try to spend more time together, and also study together on our free time. Tyrone surprised everyone by turning. It was lit by a glass roof which was frosted to prevent the sun from being too strong. There was a small dais with a throne, and several other chairs round the walls. In the centre of the floor was another dais which was about three feet square and had no chair on it. The walls were decorated with mildly pornographic mosaics depicting couples in various forms of sexual congress, some more possible than others. It reminded Tamsin of the time at school when an illustrated copy of the Kama Sutra. They sat around until time to dress for dinner. Dinner at the clubhouse was always semi-formal so they wore nice dresses.All week long they took advantage of the things offered by the resort.They enjoyed their time playing tennis and golf. A sailboat cruise onthe lake was exquisite and they took many walks in the woods onseveral of the nature trails."It?s funny," Trina commented as they passed through the shadows castby the trees, "every time we came through the mirror before, exceptwhen we. " More like a reminder of how much of my life was wasted. Of what's beenlost." Oh sweetie. That's surely looking at the glass half-empty. You're nottaking a moment for granted now. That's all anyone can do, no matterwhat their past. As for the 'lost years.' Well, they weren't wastedsince they were the years that got you from there to here."Outside there was a prolonged rumbling. Thunder? Or just a passing jet?Marcia cubed the apple she'd been cutting and threw the pieces into astew pot. She.