Uncle and niece step across a forbidden line together.

I don't know when things changed with my uncle. As he was only 10 when I was born it was like he was an older brother. We always stirred each other with friendly teases. But he was definitely my favourite uncle. When I was growing up he came to our house after school until my grandparents finished work, but after he left for university I only got to see him every few months at special occasions and then as he got work oversees it was sometimes years before I saw him again.