"Seventeen? And he wanted to date a fourteen year old?" David shook his head. He wished he could have been there to help Bridget through it- and now they couldn't even discuss it. He tried to imagine Iestyn left behind, struggling with his sexuality, what he might have said to them to help or make it worse... "These teenage photos are harder than the little ones," he sighed. "I can only imagine what it was like for you both."