November
On Saturday
night there was a Guy Fawkes Bash, at the
Beaumont Manor, which was a fancy dress party, but in addition it was also a
masquerade.
But not everyone who wanted to go could afford to attend so they had
to watch the display from a distance.
So staring up at the starry November sky in the hotel carpark
were teenagers
Barry Wood and Sally Swift who were on their first date on Guy Fawkes Night,
and they stopped to watch the pyrotechnic display as it began to grow in intensity
after they’d been to the pictures.
After enjoying
the fireworks display the headed the headed home, it was dark in the lane as
they exited the carpark and just ahead of them, they could see there was a dog
walker smoking a cigarette as some kind of Terrier snuffled around in the
grass.
The man took
one last drag on it and the flicked it into the darkness and it span through
the air like a Catherine wheel.
Which Barry
thought was quite appropriate as they had just spent half an hour watching the
fireworks display, and there was still the smell of gun powder in the damp
night air.
But despite the
cold and damp, neither Barry nor Sally were in any particular hurry to reach
their respective homes.
It was their
very first date, in fact not only was it their first date together it was the
first date of any kind for Barry and the first for more than a month for her.
Barry was
sixteen and Sally six months older and quite naturally they wanted their date
to last forever and they both walked as slowly as it was possible to go without
actually standing still.
However they
eventually arrived at her front gate and an awkward silence ensued as Barry
shuffled his feet and tried to think what to do next and Sally waited patiently
for Barry’s next move, but when she realized he didn’t have one she took
decisive action and reached up and kissed him and then the fireworks truly
began, when their first magical kiss, a kiss that neither of them wanted to
end, sent their heart soaring into the heavens.
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