Emma stopped just on the other side of the door after she left his flat. All she need do was keep on going and leave behind the last few years forever. It really was so simple to walk away, moving to a new life within the space of a few yards. But she stood still as the thought recurred that she had worked with Steed for longer than she had been married to Peter when he vanished in the jungle.
A strong desire made her want to turn around. She should be returning to the flat, not walking away once and forever. How very odd to be like this. Her eyes shut as she told herself to go now. She heard the door downstairs open and someone was coming upstairs to Steed's flat. If wishes were kisses.... I'd be kissing who?
"I wish for yesterday, I wish it was last year, I wish...."
This wouldn't do at all. She made herself ready to accept the change just as a breeze moved her hair, blowing a strand across her cheek. What had been the sound of footsteps almost on her level turned into the chirping of a bird.
Emma's eyes opened to the improbable pastoral scene. She heard a soft utterance and quickly twirled around to see him, standing with his back to her.