Just A Walk In The Park

I was up in North London with Jack a few weeks ago and at the end of a long day, we went over to the home of some friends for supper. They live ever so close to the location I was attacked a whole seven years ago.

We ended up going for a walk…and although we did not pass the exact place, I still felt pins and needles all over my skin, a deeply unpleasant disturbance within that made me want to escape that park.

I was so glad to be with Jack that night.

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