"Her tower of strength crumbling at the sight, his face in pained desperation and she felt a tightness on her hand, a touch she knew from that fatefully glorious garden party all those years ago, where it all began" My AU version of the labour of Sybil Branson. Please be kind.

My first fanfiction. I am in awe and in love with Sybil and Tom Branson. I was inspired by many other stories about the couple so tried to write one myself. If you think its any good please review and I may write some more. This one is about a night in a meadow in Ireland. Mistake *Sybil was spread across his chest. It was a beautiful night.* sorry !