Christina blushed with pleasure at the pleased note in Aiden's voice, when she phoned him. That was a few months ago now and she couldn't remember why she made that call. The vases full of wonderful flowers she remembered.

Aiden's Book I Poems- Dirty socks and picking locks. Second book Poems : Planes, food and Security systems.

Christina had loved his poems and wanted him to sign her book. It was rather worn, so she bought a new one. Aiden, recognizing her, wrote something personal in it for her at the book signing.