Reflection 21I stopped talking and waited for David to say something, but there was only silence and after a moment, because I didn’t want to discuss what I had been saying, I went on with my story.
It was difficult to explain what I felt as I drove down to Croydon Aerodrome with Victor.
I was excited at the thought of going to Paris. At the same time I was conscious of a funny sick feeling inside me, which I always have before a big party.
I kept telling myself that I had to be sensible and carry out the plan I had made when I was at the Convent.
I loved David and this was the only way I could make him love me again and find me desirable, as he had when we had first known each other.
The more I thought about it, the more I realised how boring I must have been to him understanding onl
