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to bury my face against his chest. I took in a deep breath. His scent filled me. The sudden fright was instantly stilled. His inner calm swept through me. Is it possible emotions other than fear exude a distinct aura?

During the interval the two boys were deep in conversation while we girls resupplied our diminished snacks from the candy counter. They were getting on very well. So much so Manny reminded Alex to join him at lunch occasionally.

The second movie was the usual cult party with some people in costume and everyone calling out dialogue and the audience responses sanctioned by regular attendees. We all crowded out of the cinema in high spirits. Slowly the masses drifted off while we waited for parents to collect us.

When Nan’s mother arrived I offered to go home with Alex, but she insisted on delivering us both so we accepted with good grace. When we reached my house, Alex got out with me. Nan’s mother frowned and said she could take him wherever he needed to go but he politely refused saying he lived very close.

It was dark crossing the front yard. The nearest street light was not functioning and long indistinct shadows stretched out before us. As we neared the house, he tugged at my upper arm and gently guided me around the corner of the building.

Then he kissed me. For a long moment he looked deep into my eyes in the half light seeping around the edge of the wall, out of sight of any casual passer-by or from window views, then gently but firmly drew me closer to him. He cradled my head in one hand and firmly kissed me full on the mouth. The world spun and rainbow sparks fired in my head.


I nearly lost my balance and put my hand to his chest to prevent me sinking to the ground or toppling over. His strong steady heart beat shuddered down my arm. His lips were cool against my burning flesh where his kisses trailed down to my neck, nuzzling gently below my ear. It tickled; I giggled a little.

He drew away looking almost apologetic for being so forward. I smiled, rose to the extent of my tippy toes and planted a light kiss on his cheek before escaping to my front door. I looked back once. He was still standing by the corner watching me with big brown eyes, a grin lighting up his face.

He was out of sight by the time I made it up to my room. It is late. Fortunately tomorrow is Saturday and I can sleep in a little. Until then, I will dream sweet dreams drifting on clouds as soft as a sigh.


Day 13
Dear Diary,
Today has been quiet so far; the regular routine of household duties and a leisurely dinner with Dad.

I drifted through everything as if skating on air. My thoughts were elsewhere, reliving each wonderful minute of last night - Lexie’s touch, his arm around my waist, his kiss.

Dad’s working on something in his office so I came up to my bedroom to listen to music and not disturb him.

Nothing planned for tomorrow yet, but there’s still plenty of time for someone to call.

...............................................

I’ve just returned from a little trip outside, a secret tryst.

I was playing computer games when something odd interrupted my music. It was a strange sound almost as if there were scratches on a cd but I was listening to my mp3 player.

I turned everything off and listened. The sound came from outside. I looked out of my window to see Lexie collecting a handful of dirt from the garden. The concept of throwing pebbles to get someone’s attention sounds like so much of a cliché, but here was proof it works just fine.

When I pulled the curtains aside he looked up, waved and beckoned for me to go down.

I crept downstairs avoiding the creaky patches on the stairs. There was music coming from behind Dad’s door even though it was shut. I decided to leave via the laundry to be less obvious.

The gap down the side of the house is planted with bushes obscuring the stepping stones unless you know the way. I emerged with a few scratches and scanned the front yard. Lexie was standing in a tree shadow out of the moonlight. An inordinate brightness flooded the area and when I looked up a three quarter moon positioned low in the sky looked back.


He saw me the moment I appeared and waved me over. I wondered what was so urgent it could not wait until tomorrow. He was fidgeting and moving about restlessly.

I asked what the matter was but he just looked at me for a long moment. Frown lines pinched his forehead and his lips were hard set. He smiled in an attempt to dispel my worries, started to speak several times, but stopped after a few words in favour of the next few.

Eventually he gave up on niceties and blurted out what was on his mind. “You called me ‘Pet’ the other day,” he said. “How much do you know? Have you remembered?”

I told him more memories surfaced every day. I had never quite forgotten him, but it was becoming apparent I had spent more time with him than I had remembered, not just in passing, and I knew he changed into a dog.

“A dog?” he laughed. I like it when he laughs. His cheeks bunch up like a cherub’s and his eyes sparkle.

I would not budge though, stating I had seen him turn into Pet when he had not seen me at my window.

He told me to turn around and shut my eyes. It was a weird request but I complied. Without turning around I asked how much longer I had to stay there. Something hard nudged my thigh and my hand was licked. I swung around immediately to find a huge animal. I gasped preparing to run but something stopped me. The eyes. Big amber eyes watched me warily but there was something endearing in them too.

This was not the ‘Pet’ I remembered. He looked like a wolf, a massive timber wolf, and he was beautiful. His head was almost as high as my waist while the body was hip height. The legs were no longer rangy thin but solid and smoothly muscled and his fur was thick and long.

Once over the shock, I edged closer. How much of Alex was in there? Did he recognise me?

He moved back a little, whether away from me or out of the full moonlight I don’t know. I followed, holding out my open hand. He sniffed at it and licked it again. His rough tongue tickled my palm and wrist but left a streak of canine slobber. Lovely!

I knelt down and wrapped my arms around his huge neck. I buried my face in the thick mane, his scent was all around me and there was no mistaking it was my Lexie. Like I always say – people can change the way they look but the smell of them is rarely masked for long.

Maybe it was not such a good move on my part because he licked my ear. Urgh! And then he pushed me over with his exuberant nudging.

Pet left for a few moments and came back with a piece of paper. Alex must have written a note beforehand. I carefully opened the slobbered paper making sure not to tear it in its weakened state. He suggested we go on a bush walk tomorrow and he will try to answer the questions I undoubtedly have.

I snickered; Pet cocked his head to one side. I waved the note and nodded, saying “Yes” at the same time. He seemed to understand, if rubbing against my leg was an indication. He then gave me a strong push towards the side path. I took the hint, patting him between his ears before sprinting across the grass. I looked back from the corner of the house to see Pet standing where Alex had waited earlier.

I sneaked upstairs without alerting Dad to my nocturnal roaming. By the time I got to the window, my visitor had disappeared.


Day 14
Dear Diary,
I realised as I got dressed this morning Lexie had not said what time to meet him. He had not nominated a spot either, and there’s a lot of bush near here, but I am sure I know. Maybe it’s a test to see how much I remember.

I haven’t thought of the place in I don’t know how long. It’s a lovely spot in the middle of a little glade not far from the walking trail close to home. We discovered it when we were little on the one time I had left the house without permission.

I had seen Pet in his yard and went downstairs to play but he was already outside the fence by the time I got there. He ran back to me, all excited and jumping up to lick my face. Then he dashed off for a short distance up the road, turned and if I was not following he came back to start again. Even to a four year old there was no mistaking I was supposed to follow.

I had no idea where he wanted to go and truth be told, I doubt he did either. We were just out walking together. I hesitated when we went past the last house before entering the first paddock. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be out without my parents. It added a rebellious flavour to the adventure. With only one look down the long street, I had joined Pet to run and frolick across the short grass and into the small stand of trees which separated the fields.

Under the cool canopy we had come upon a break in the trees where the grass was lush and grazed short. A little pond on one side was fed by a natural spring and flat rocks lay exposed in the shade. We sat there in quite companionship while my toes dangled in the clear water and Pet stretched out beside my legs. It had been a special time.

I told Dad I was going for a walk up to the fields. He nodded sagely and delivered the usual advisory comments on safety before disappearing back into his study.

As I did not know whether I would be joined by Lexie or Pet, and no indication of when, I took some food and drink with me and tossed in a book for good measure. It was one of our English Lit texts so I had to make the effort with it at some time.

The walk up the road was not as long as I remembered and it occurred to me the grove may no longer exist. The sight of trees at the other side of the paddock was promising so I headed over there. No animals were visible in this field and the grass was much longer than in my memory. From the end of the road to the trees was an uphill climb which I also did not recall. It had been a lot easier when I had been too young to think of the difficulty.

I consider myself reasonably fit but I was hot and drained by the time I rounded the first tree. I found the grove without much trouble, grateful for a good memory even if some of the pages
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