Change of setting. Mountain area, I would say in the Alps.
Random meeting on a terrace.
Chatting over dinner, after the initial shock.
Again that feeling of normal, genuine, intimate.
The white phone and the stack of white paper, slowly shuffling through them.
I didn't dare have a look.
Floating like a dancer, with an impossible to read expression.
Random meeting on a terrace.
Chatting over dinner, after the initial shock.
Again that feeling of normal, genuine, intimate.
The white phone and the stack of white paper, slowly shuffling through them.
I didn't dare have a look.
Floating like a dancer, with an impossible to read expression.
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