"Beauty often promises but does not always deliver, whereas nature and intelligence will not be ignored and never fail to come out. One day I sat beauty by my side and in its pages I discovered a field of romance I could not yet dream. Society wasn't yet ready; neither was my family. The day lasted until the sun did rest and only then did I put down my book and took up my life once more. It is a life I find different and more difficult to that of other girls of my age; those who are fixed in their identity and claim to know themselves, those of the bolder type who never seem to consider their reputation to be in danger until it is lost.
The boys I date tell me to 'loosen up', not to be too serious and to be more like my school mates, but what they really mean is sell out to them before I am old and mature enough to truly understand these feelings deep down that confuse, disturb and excite my senses.
My mother tells me to save myself for that special relationship that I will one day share with the man I love. I know that she means well, but how can I possibly tell her that even at my age and lack of worldly experience that I will never bring home to the family table a sweetheart she'll find acceptable, a man I love and will one day marry.
As for dad; well what will he say in the years ahead when he learns that his precious daughter holds a love deep within that dare not speak its name and that Denis would have been a more appropriate name for his little girl than Denise will ever prove?" William Forde: November 17th, 2015.