A NEW BEGINNING
THE early hours of New Year’s Day; a time for resolutions and promises to do better, for reflection and for new beginnings.
Lying in the darkened room, Ellen let her thoughts drift back over the last few hours. How easily she had fallen in love. Just one look at his face and she was lost.
Such a short time had passed since she and Michael had met in the chaotic activity leading up to midnight, yet it seemed they had always known one another, always been part of one another’s lives.
There was no beginning or end to their relationship, it was as if it had always been there, somewhere in the ether, just waiting to be.
“Michael,” she whispered, for the sheer pleasure of hearing his name on her
