What? How?
If you could return to any place in time, travel down the spine of your life, to a moment where your strength faltered, and change the story, where would you stop? Derek…without hesitation. Speak.
1987. The year Nick left for Vancouver with David Pinet.
Ah, that’s good, my little enchanter. That winter. Yes, that was the one.
I’d never let him leave, Aunt Fran. I’d make him change his mind. We spent almost twenty years apart after he left that year. They were the longest and most miserable years of my life.
Then go there. Go to that winter now and set your soul at ease.
But I was twelve years old. A mere boy. Nick was seventeen. Wild. Angry. And he had a lover, David. They took off together. How can a twelve-year-old boy stop that kind of reckless passion?
He can’t. He couldn’t.
So what’s the point in going back to revisit one of the cruelest years of my life?