She stood on the curb for a long time, gazing at the empty spot the car had left. Can five days change your life? Once, a split second had changed her life, so yes, five days could definitely do the trick. The real task at hand, though, was to figure out her true feelings for Emily. She didn’t want to rush into booking a flight to London without assessing the consequences of the mind-blowing sex they’d had. They’d had conversations as well, but mostly sex. Or maybe intimacy was a better word. Either way, Marianne’s world had been thoroughly rocked. Her life shaken upside down. And now what? Was she in love? They’d both danced around the word carefully, making sure to not even come close to pronouncing it—the utter foolishness of it, really. But was she? Only time could tell. She went about her business the way she had done before Emily had turned up. And then time told her. Through a longing so acute it kept her awake at night in her empty bed. She didn’t know which picture to stare at most.
