Saw Mr. Greene tonight. I was really hoping I could stay over for the night, but he was ill with a fever, and at ten thirty, told me to go home. I knew - I know - he was right, it would have been a bad idea because I wouldn't have got any sleep for his coughing and I probably would have got ill too, but I was still upset when I had to leave. I started crying hard, I don't know why. I couldn't even look at him, I just walked out into the night. I hate the little time we have together each week, I hate longing for it and it being over so fast.

The rain today was beautiful though..