Chloe Hadjimatheou

Do you remember his name? No, I don't. It seems this Asian boy's been walking her home regularly. Gareth joins them. And this one afternoon, when all three of them get to Miss Bowen's house, instead of saying goodbye at the gate, she goes in, leaving her front door open. So Gareth wanders in, closing the door in the Asian boy's face. And Miss Bowen lets him in for tea and a cigarette.

Do you remember his name? No, I don't. It seems this Asian boy's been walking her home regularly. Gareth joins them. And this one afternoon, when all three of them get to Miss Bowen's house, instead of saying goodbye at the gate, she goes in, leaving her front door open. So Gareth wanders in, closing the door in the Asian boy's face. And Miss Bowen lets him in for tea and a cigarette.

The living room's pretty bare and nondescript. No personal touches. Probably because it's a shared house full of young professionals where Miss Bowen's renting a room. None of the other tenants are in.

The living room's pretty bare and nondescript. No personal touches. Probably because it's a shared house full of young professionals where Miss Bowen's renting a room. None of the other tenants are in.

The next day, when he walks her home again, they're alone. The Asian boy that was walking with them, Gareth never sees him again. And now it seems to be a given that he's going to come inside. But this time, halfway through their cup of tea on the sofa, Gareth stands up.

The next day, when he walks her home again, they're alone. The Asian boy that was walking with them, Gareth never sees him again. And now it seems to be a given that he's going to come inside. But this time, halfway through their cup of tea on the sofa, Gareth stands up.

It's a small box room. There's a cupboard and a cool-looking record player on a shelf. And they sit kind of awkwardly side by side, sipping tea.

It's a small box room. There's a cupboard and a cool-looking record player on a shelf. And they sit kind of awkwardly side by side, sipping tea.

And then?

And then?

That first time, they don't go all the way. But when it eventually happens, he has no idea. She has to stop and explain to him that they're actually having sex.

That first time, they don't go all the way. But when it eventually happens, he has no idea. She has to stop and explain to him that they're actually having sex.

So can I just, 14-year-old Gareth, after the first time, you leave her house, close the front door behind you and you're walking home.

So can I just, 14-year-old Gareth, after the first time, you leave her house, close the front door behind you and you're walking home.

What's going on with you?

What's going on with you?

Lucky boy, he thinks. I'm a really lucky boy. Miss Bowen's clear right from the outset. You can't tell anyone. But she needn't have bothered. There's no way Gareth's going to risk it, because he knows what they're doing isn't above board. He knows if people find out, there's a good chance they're going to put a stop to it.

Lucky boy, he thinks. I'm a really lucky boy. Miss Bowen's clear right from the outset. You can't tell anyone. But she needn't have bothered. There's no way Gareth's going to risk it, because he knows what they're doing isn't above board. He knows if people find out, there's a good chance they're going to put a stop to it.

It must have been so massive for you.

It must have been so massive for you.