I met my adult cousin for the first time yesterday. We played together as children, paddling in Loweswater lake and getting grass stains at Grandma's, but that was a long time ago. And the cousin I met yesterday wasn't the cousin I knew then.
I watched her talking about a guy she's met and her new job as an air stewardess (the reason for the two day stopover in LA) and suddenly realised she is not my little cousin any more. She's a beautiful woman who has loved and been loved, feels the disappointment of Christmas and buys me a beer in a bar in Pasadena, thousands of miles away from home.
I watched her talking about a guy she's met and her new job as an air stewardess (the reason for the two day stopover in LA) and suddenly realised she is not my little cousin any more. She's a beautiful woman who has loved and been loved, feels the disappointment of Christmas and buys me a beer in a bar in Pasadena, thousands of miles away from home.
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