I MARRIED BOTH BROTHERS

Knocking on the front door, I suddenly felt a bit nervous. But as soon as it was opened by the tall, dark-haired man, his beaming smile put me at ease instantly. ‘Samantha? I’ve not seen you in years! How are you?’ Adrian grinned.

It was 1987, and I’d heard that Adrian, my childhood best friend, had recently moved back to the area, so I thought I’d pop by and surprise him. As 12-year-olds, we’d been inseparable. I’d loved hanging around with him and his four brothers, riding our bikes in the local