Kenneth Dutton was his name and Lawrence was his friend. Can it be me that I remember running around trying to get close to him and maybe kiss him. Must be as it's a vivid memory.

But the oddest thing of all, I can't remember what he looked like. Only that Lawrence would make sure that he was between me and Kenneth.

Anyway the next term, Kenneth was no longer in school. His parents had immigrated somewhere far away.

Was I that bad?!