A LAPSE OF CONCENTRATION
It was one of those momentary lapses of concentration that changes your life for ever. Samantha, a friend from my schooldays, was leaving after paying us a brief visit, and I completely forgot for a second where I was. Without conscious thought, I stepped forward as she stood in the doorway, kissed her full on the lips and murmured, ‘See you tomorrow, darling.’
The look of horror on her face, and the raised eyebrows, reminded me that I was in my own home. I could read her eyes: Did you actually mean to do that? they asked, incredulous. I smiled awkwardly, mouthed ‘I’ll call you,‘ then shut the door.
My relationship with Sam was barely a month old. We had met for an innocent coffee, then gone back to her flat. When I eventually left, I knew I was genuinely in love for the first time in my life: my twenty-year marriage was no longer of account, and my teenage children were, I hoped, old enough to understand. Now, following that unpremeditated kiss, I stood on the thresh-hold of a new life.
I stood for a second at the door, steeling my nerves, then turned around to confront the inevitable. ‘What the hell was all that about?’ demanded my husband.