When SL first held the open the small box I thought that she was offering me a cigarette. On closer inspection I saw that it contained long slim strips of card. On each there was a different uplifting saying or motto.
The box, SL explained through her tears, was a present from IB.
As the three of us walked down the drive with our arms wrapped around one another in an act of mutual love and support, IB explained that she had purchased the box in Switzerland.
