Singular Adoration — Paul Weightman

He watched from the boat as they sailed past the sights of York - the architecture, and the history that this city has, really does match those of other European cities. The sky was deep blue and the sun's heat intense, so the cooling river breeze had been heaven. After disembarking, he headed for the bus stop. The day in the city had been enjoyable. But now the holiday was over, and the real business was just beginning. It was time. Soon she would know just how bad it felt.