Introduction...

Mikey climbs over the fence, Lucy is already ahead of him. She calls and continues running through the tall corn. The yellow pollen flying with in the breeze as she brushes past. Mikey runs after her, following her track left behind as she rushes through the crop. Lucy was 16, a calm girl with a huge sense of adventure. Mikey was 17, from the age of about 5 years, these two had been inseparable. Things where about to change though, from neighbours, to best friends, they were likely to become strangers again. School had ended for Lucy and she craved for a hard working career. Mikey was to join the army for training in four weeks from this run through the corn field. From the eyes of heaven, Lucy had always been behind the rest of the girls, into football instead of facemasks, climbed a tree for exercise not patrolling in short shorts along the promenade. Her maturity I suppose was lower than theirs too,  she never had had a boyfriend or craved affection from boys. No doubt she thought about it, thought about how her individual love life was too pan out. Mikey was different, although Mikey and Lucy were extremely close, she never really knew him. Lucy's long ginger hair flowing in the wind as she ran, Mikey behind smelling the sweet scent of her shampoo as he caught up to her. He inhaled. Lucy began to slow down, "we're almost to the middle" she calls back to Mikey.

The middle of the field held an enormous oak tree, breaches low enough to climb, tall enough to see the village. This was Mikey and Lucy's tree, since their childhood they would spend every evening sitting, talking in that tree. Lucy and Mikey reached the middle, to the tree, immediately climbing up to their branch... They would sit for hours having thumb wars, talking about life. But this time was different, they sat in almost silence listening to the tweets of swallows and blue tits above and around them. She knew she was going to lose him and he knew he was going to miss her. They sat and smiled together for one of the limited evenings they had left together. Mikey checked his watch and Lucy saw. "I suppose we better get back" he said, the sun had lowered and the sky was just dimly lit. Lucy agreed as Mikey stood to climb down and Lucy followed, he turned. Facing Lucy, standing taller and looking in her eyes, he leaned in slowly to kiss her. She didn't move, his head tilted and slowing moving towards hers, she watched his lips. Comforting and soft declining towards hers, she flashed her eyes to meet his and closed them. Their lips touched, for the first time.

Much love x