They were shoulder deep in the water now. Daniel felt his toes squish in the mud of the pond. He wriggled, trying to move closer to her. She grabbed his shoulders and finished the job for him. He grinned and kissed her. The water was cold but suddenly it seemed warmer, now that they were together at last. This was what he waited for every week. This was his paradise.

Their bodies entwined beneath the surface. His rough hands wandered over her bare back and hers gripped his tawny hair in a fever of passion.

The glen was silent but for the birds and the sounds of water splashing. Everything was going perfectly.

But nothing good ever lasts forever.