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Authors: Julie Farrell
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her and try to get back to life as normal.
But did ‘life as normal’ mean a life without Dylan? Since she’d be reunited with him last night, her world had been turned on its head. And somehow, she loved it!
She squeezed his fingers and smiled as the sound of a busker’s happy tune caught her ears. It felt so natural to be walking along holding his hand. She’d always loved vibrant Leicester Square. It was relatively clean, and there were always street performers keeping the tourists entertained. Today the buskers were out in force, playing their acoustic guitars and creating an uplifting vibe. The iconic statue of William Shakespeare took centre-stage, and there were plenty of benches for people to sit on and soak up the atmosphere. It was great to see all walks of life here today: business people in their smart attire, students, tourists… and of course, the ubiquitous police who patrolled regularly, looking for pickpockets and drug dealers.
Even though it was hot and crowded today, the atmosphere was fun and light. Sarah’s mood spiralled further upwards, as her gaze fell on the sight of a young man leaning against a shop wall – as casual as a sunbeam. She grinned, unable to believe what her eyes were showing her. Joseph ! The last time Sarah had seen Joseph, he’d been fourteen and already taller than her five-five height. But now he was six-foot, strapping, and gorgeous. He was dressed like a rock star in skin-tight black jeans with a sleeveless black T-shirt – which emphasised his toned arms. His demeanour was super-cool, and Sarah could tell he was destined for stardom.
Joseph stood straight as they halted in front of him, then he coolly hugged his big brother.
“Hey, Joey, you remember Sarah? We dated all through college.”
Joseph’s handsome face broke into a grin that would’ve caused his female fans to melt inside. “Oh sure, Sarah. You stayed with us that Thanksgiving, right?”
Sarah took his proffered hand. She tried to control herself but he was caressing her fingers as if he was making love to them. She forced herself not to giggle. She was a twenty-eight year old woman. And this was Joseph .
“That’s right,” she said. “Thank you for remembering me.”
Joseph glanced at Dylan. “How could I not? You’re the woman who owns my brother’s heart.”
Sarah blushed. The crowd seemed to fade as a delightful awkwardness drifted between her and Dylan.
Dylan glared daggers at his little brother. “What would you know, Joey? You were twelve when you first met Sarah, huh? Pre-pubescent.”
Joseph threw him a gritted smile. “How many times must I remind you that my name is Joseph? Not Joey.”
“Yeah, sorry. Come on, kiddo, let’s grab some lunch.”
Dylan threw a boisterous arm around Joseph’s shoulders, then he delicately draped his other arm around Sarah, and they walked in a line like that, making Sarah feel proud to be with these two lovely men. The Quinlan family had always been warm and welcoming – Sarah hadn’t felt like a member of a family for so long, yet suddenly, being with these two, she felt at home.
“So, Joseph,” Sarah said. “I hear you’re studying at the moment?”
“Yeah, I’m on summer vacation right now, but I’ll go into my final year in October, then after that, concentrate on the band.”
“You’ll be a full-time musician?”
“That’s what I want. Ivan always said I had the talent and the charisma. I’d like to give it a go. For his memory.”
Sarah smiled sadly. “I was sorry to hear about Ivan.”
Dylan squeezed them both tight. “Hey, you never know, Joey… Joseph… Maybe you’ll be reunited with him one day.”
Joseph shrugged. Sarah was surprised to hear Dylan say something so spiritual, but perhaps he’d changed since she’d known him at college. Losing a loved-one tended to make people more philosophical...
Sarah was pulled out of her thoughts by a commotion at the other side of the square. A woman was
But did ‘life as normal’ mean a life without Dylan? Since she’d be reunited with him last night, her world had been turned on its head. And somehow, she loved it!
She squeezed his fingers and smiled as the sound of a busker’s happy tune caught her ears. It felt so natural to be walking along holding his hand. She’d always loved vibrant Leicester Square. It was relatively clean, and there were always street performers keeping the tourists entertained. Today the buskers were out in force, playing their acoustic guitars and creating an uplifting vibe. The iconic statue of William Shakespeare took centre-stage, and there were plenty of benches for people to sit on and soak up the atmosphere. It was great to see all walks of life here today: business people in their smart attire, students, tourists… and of course, the ubiquitous police who patrolled regularly, looking for pickpockets and drug dealers.
Even though it was hot and crowded today, the atmosphere was fun and light. Sarah’s mood spiralled further upwards, as her gaze fell on the sight of a young man leaning against a shop wall – as casual as a sunbeam. She grinned, unable to believe what her eyes were showing her. Joseph ! The last time Sarah had seen Joseph, he’d been fourteen and already taller than her five-five height. But now he was six-foot, strapping, and gorgeous. He was dressed like a rock star in skin-tight black jeans with a sleeveless black T-shirt – which emphasised his toned arms. His demeanour was super-cool, and Sarah could tell he was destined for stardom.
Joseph stood straight as they halted in front of him, then he coolly hugged his big brother.
“Hey, Joey, you remember Sarah? We dated all through college.”
Joseph’s handsome face broke into a grin that would’ve caused his female fans to melt inside. “Oh sure, Sarah. You stayed with us that Thanksgiving, right?”
Sarah took his proffered hand. She tried to control herself but he was caressing her fingers as if he was making love to them. She forced herself not to giggle. She was a twenty-eight year old woman. And this was Joseph .
“That’s right,” she said. “Thank you for remembering me.”
Joseph glanced at Dylan. “How could I not? You’re the woman who owns my brother’s heart.”
Sarah blushed. The crowd seemed to fade as a delightful awkwardness drifted between her and Dylan.
Dylan glared daggers at his little brother. “What would you know, Joey? You were twelve when you first met Sarah, huh? Pre-pubescent.”
Joseph threw him a gritted smile. “How many times must I remind you that my name is Joseph? Not Joey.”
“Yeah, sorry. Come on, kiddo, let’s grab some lunch.”
Dylan threw a boisterous arm around Joseph’s shoulders, then he delicately draped his other arm around Sarah, and they walked in a line like that, making Sarah feel proud to be with these two lovely men. The Quinlan family had always been warm and welcoming – Sarah hadn’t felt like a member of a family for so long, yet suddenly, being with these two, she felt at home.
“So, Joseph,” Sarah said. “I hear you’re studying at the moment?”
“Yeah, I’m on summer vacation right now, but I’ll go into my final year in October, then after that, concentrate on the band.”
“You’ll be a full-time musician?”
“That’s what I want. Ivan always said I had the talent and the charisma. I’d like to give it a go. For his memory.”
Sarah smiled sadly. “I was sorry to hear about Ivan.”
Dylan squeezed them both tight. “Hey, you never know, Joey… Joseph… Maybe you’ll be reunited with him one day.”
Joseph shrugged. Sarah was surprised to hear Dylan say something so spiritual, but perhaps he’d changed since she’d known him at college. Losing a loved-one tended to make people more philosophical...
Sarah was pulled out of her thoughts by a commotion at the other side of the square. A woman was
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