My one regret was that since Aidan left England he had not written to me. I bumped into Dermot occasionally at the local shops and he had heard nothing either. Since I didn’t have Aidan’s family address, there seemed nothing I could do. But that didn’t mean that I stopped worrying about him. Despite my happiness with Danny I kept watch for the men who beat Aidan. Ever alert to their presence I dare not relax my guard for an instant. In July my second year course results were described by my main tutor as disappointing. I thought that under the circumstances, they were much better than I could have hoped for and felt very pleased. Despite this, Danny convinced me that I should switch courses to something more practical. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that the marks I gained in my art and design modules counted in my new academic programme. I was undertaking a foundation course in accounting and it was much more structured than my previous educational pursuit.
