I have wanted to write this book for a very long time as it forms a part of my early years. You see, although this book is labelled as fiction, many parts are not fiction and form part of my memories. Memories of an 18 year old English boy flying to a tropical island, meeting and falling deeply in love with an incredibly beautiful 19 year old girl of Arabic-Indian heritage. She fell in love with me, but our future was marred by an arranged, (forced), marriage and violent objections from her Father. Reaching the heights of emotion from our idyllic life; five days alone on a desert island of white coral sands and coconut palms, to heart-breaking scenes at Changi airport, Singapore, as I was forced to part from my sweetheart. However, one day, I received a letter...............