I was in shock for the rest of the evening and the next day, because I honestly couldn't believe that Grace was coming to live in Gloucester. It felt as if an invisible hand had gently nudged the course of my life, tracing a new line so that now I was heading in a different and unexpected direction. Not that I was unhappy about it. I was happy, but I was also dazed, because I'm just not used to such generosity. I don't expect the universe to be kind to me when it comes to my friends. I'm lucky in small ways and I don't expect more. I was not prepared for this in any way. This didn't stop me from flat hunting for her, though. She came back last Friday, as she was starting today, and saw twelve properties in one day, which I thought a bit much. She was already attracted to one flat, in an old house on London Road. We went to The Daffodil to celebrate her job and her move, then went to Stroud Market in the morning. Grace had speculated that we'd go there every week, but after seeing just how quickly £20 disappeared, she changed her mind. We went back to Gloucester to see the flat she liked, which I approved, and she moved in yesterday.
Part of me still can't believe it, that Grace and I are in the same town again, not even 10 miles apart. But I'm excited about living her for the first time in a very long time. I have a rant about Grace's parents as well, but that's for another time.