It was almost a year ago, on that summer afternoon.  He was lounging with her outside Shell Cottage; when he realized he was in love in Vic.

Vic, has anyone ever told you to chill? Go with the flow? Live in the moment? I don’t plan on being here much longer, so live while you can

Next to me is a small flower shop where workers are putting out overflowing tulips, lilies, roses, asters, amaranths mixed with bright gladiolus. I stop and bend down, smelling in their fresh scents. We do need some flowers for the flat. I pick up some gladiolus, my favorite, and daises, Teddy’s favorite.

“You made a lot of memories...without me,” she says, looking back outside to the dark sultry night of summer.

I shrug “It didn’t feel like a lot of memories, just of a whole lot of wasting time."