My first love is also my last. Long story but to cut it short ...
We were forced apart when I became pregnant a month before my 16th birthday. Our child was born in 1962 but it wasn't until 1973 that Fred and I met up again and married. Of course in those 11 inbetween years there were other loves, but no-one who compared to Fred. Our time together way too short, he died in 1981, but, although not perfect, it was the happiest time. I still miss him.
Chris
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