Finally, after such a long wait, we find ourselves alone in a grassy field beneath a tall, shady tree. There is no one around, and the only sounds are those of a hot summer’s day; the wind gently stirring the leaves in the trees and a distant jet engine as it disappears into the distance. I lay on my back, my hands beneath my head. You lay on your side with your head nestled on my shoulder. Your hand starts to trace shape...