It was hard seeing her drive away. The adults in my life said it was “all for the best”.
I was heart-broken watching Alice and her family drive off.
Ours had been a holiday romance; we spent each day together until mum discovered us being a tad too intimate behind the caravan in the long grass.
Immediately Alice’s parents were summoned, and after an unpleasant exchange, it became clear Alice would not be welcomed around our place.
The next day they packed up and drove off. There was no time for goodbyes; no one wanted that awkwardness, except for us.