‘we left each other,’ she tells him. She looks quite weak, and Charles leads her to a quiet place at the side of the church where they can talk.
‘when did this happen?’ he asks her.
‘oh, a few months ago. March was hell. But by April, we’d made all the decisions and it was OK. I won’t marry someone so old again!’ she tries to turn it into a joke, but obviously she is not very happy.
‘Charles!’ calls Matthew. ‘time to go!’
‘yes, yes – I’m coming,’ says Charles, hot really listening to him. ‘but why didn’t you ring me up?’
‘well, I thought about it,’ Carrie replies, ‘and I wanted to - but things were so difficult then. You’d better go now. I’ll see you later,’
‘I’ll show you to your seat,’ Charles says. ‘we just didn’t get it right, did we? If only we’d been together at the right time…’