It was someone's birthday, someone who was incredibly influential in my life for seventeen years. The card was posted with the usual newsy bits and a phone call was planned in my mind on the usual 'when I get a moment' time of the week. A couple of days later the phone rang, I missed the call and the caller did not leave a message. 1471 was dialled and it was a delightfully familiar number. The number clicked through and the husband answered. 'Thank you for the card Chel, however she was not here to open it'. The words cut my heart like a knife. His tears and heartbroken words made me pull myself together to let him speak, let him tell the story of what had happened and I hung on to every word. You see, this couple were my neighbours when we lived at Sweetbriar Cottage in its idyllic hamlet setting. For seven years they taught us the way things should be done in the country, gave us advice and supported us through some difficult times.
Forever in our hearts.
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