And suddenly she was there again, the girl in the red dress. I was walking home across the fields swinging a bottle of wine in my hands, and she said that it looked like a very nice bottle and enquired as to where I found it. “Two roads diverged in the alcohol aisle, and I took the one less travelled by”, I replied. She smiled that same enchanting smile and touched my arm but I don’t think she got the reference. And so we fell into step as we walked back across the field and she listened as I told her all about how I’m going to be brilliant one day and travel the world, she didn’t say much but she slipped her arm into mine. Then our paths did diverge, and she would not join me on mine, the girl in the red dress, nor invite me on hers. I’ve not seen her since.