1, 2, 3 - He's yours!

Dear Heart,
Siân stayed over mine last night and slept little, mainly because she was laughing at my confused, sleep-addled babble. We sat in Kappuccino's and watched the world go by. As seems to be a running theme here, it was a small pearl of a moment that is as lovely now as it was then.
Home then, on an afternoon train. I met a little boy called Anthony who watched the sun set with me. We played Sudoku and sang Christmas songs, and he shared his crisps with me and told me all about his weekend plans. Rushing down the platform later I heard a high-pitched "good-bye" trumpeted from behind me. I passed the ticket barrier just in time to hear a hissed, "Anthony!" from his harried grandmother. Another pearl for my collection...
Love, Lydia x