Reflecting Feelings
On a sunny summer afternoon Edith suddenly realised that she would never hate Anthony for leaving her alone in the church, not for jilting her in front of her family and friends. The young woman had spent two hours in this small London Park not far from the Thames. She had been sitting there, writing down some notes for her next article. Finally her mind had wandered to things, which had been some time ago. Yes, she was still angry, but she would never hate him for that, but for the decision about their future he had made all alone.