It's 4.30am. I've just waved goodbye to Pete as he goes back home. The chances are I will never see him again, and that's odd. It's odd because I know what that is like. He emigrates at the end of the next 4 weeks. We've learnt a lot and taught a lot in the last 48 hours ish, and the closeness that we had at the weekend, the emotional connection, was still there on Monday night, as soon as he walked in.
I've also realised just how much like Rich he is. We talked about Rich, about Pete's ex wife, about Pete's baby, a lot. We told each other things that no one else knows. There's no risk of him telling anyone - he's going away. He's given AC some pagan things, which is fine. AC will come to his own beliefs in time, and anything that helps him do that is cool. We're going to look at using part of the book for the Year And A Day celebrations.
And I'm going to bed. There's more I want to say, but the words are sleeping, and so should I be.
Oh, and Penny? I'm smiling too! Thankyou for commenting in the ways that you do. *hug*