coffee when we both happen to be in the
city.’
‘You mean at
lunch time? Near the University palisade?’
‘There’s a pub
I think you know… isn’t there? They have coffee.’
‘Yes they do.
It’s very good. More than can be said for the beer they serve.’
‘So I gathered.
Your friend Alex filled me in.’
‘Alex? What is
he up to?’
‘He invited me
to his and Violette’s Reading group. French poetry next month; I
studied it at college. I thought I could do something that was a
bit creative…’
‘Alex is very
creative!’ I laughed, and quickly stopped myself, ‘sorry, a bit
over the top. He’s rubbing off on me already.’
‘Why, how long
have you known him?’
‘Two years.
Ever since I started at Blue Sky.’
‘That’s what
it’s called. Really odd name.’
‘It is. I
agree. Especially considering the kind of weather we have had.’
‘I like it. It
made me think of a summer sky. Gazing into the endless blue. Laying
back and chewing on grass and looking up.’
‘Sounds
great.’
She coloured up
then; ‘I’ll make us some tea… or coffee. What’s you brew?’
‘Janey. Please
come here.’
She just stared
at me bewildered. She took a couple of small steps towards me: ‘I
keep having strange dreams,’ she said, ‘I did before. I saw you
before in a dream. I can’t believe it’s real. But I suppose it must
be, mustn’t it?’
She half turned
back to the kettle.
‘Janey…. I
wanted to say something. But I’ve not been able to find the words.
I don’t know….’ I bit my lip, ‘I don’t know how I will feel when we
get back. I don’t want to muddle you up in something that is
already about as muddled as it ever really ought to get. And I just
wanted to say…’
‘That you won’t
see me…’
‘No! I mean no,
I wasn’t going to say that! I do want to see you. I want to see you
right now. But you’re hair keeps hiding your face and it’s hard to
hear what you’re saying.’
She turned
towards me then, lips parted, with quite a different expression. A
complicated sequence of emotions flitted across her face. She put
her head on one side slightly enquiring, and took a step towards
the table.
‘I have a
timetable on here somewhere.’ She put her hand on a small stack of
papers on the corner. ‘They are my lecture schedules for the new
year. I haven’t anything after. Perhaps we could me then?’
‘Perhaps. But a
better idea, might be next week after my trip.’
‘You make it
sound as if you’re going away on business.’
‘I am. It’s
everyone’s business I’m poking my nose into. But most of them won’t
know it afterwards.’
‘Will I?’
‘I think you
will. Some people remember everything; some nothing. And there is
every shade in between.’
‘I think I will
too.’
She smiled and
took another step to me. She was at arm’s length but not inside my
personal space.
‘Janey?’ I said
quite gruffly, trying to avoid her eyes; ‘what are you doing?’
‘Something I
have to do.’ She said evenly.
‘What?’
‘This….’ She
said and stepped right up to me, reached her hands round my neck
and pulled me down towards her.
Her proximity
was so alarming; I actually forgot I was in her house.
‘Perhaps you
ought to leave?’ I said breathlessly.
‘Not a chance.’
She replied sweetly.
She pulled my
lips against hers and softly brushed them together.
I was nose to
nose with her. I was terrified I might do something wrong and spoil
everything. I felt myself trembling uncontrollably.
‘Janey…please.
I’m a bit… err….Janey?’
She kissed me
then. It was how I remembered. I was falling through space and I
didn’t want to stop. She was kissing me and I was drowning. I was
falling faster, and further. I was kissing her back then and
stroking her hair away from her face with one hand. I felt
completely defenceless. She was drowning me deeply this time. I was
crying, and laughing at the same time.
She pulled away
shocked by
city.’
‘You mean at
lunch time? Near the University palisade?’
‘There’s a pub
I think you know… isn’t there? They have coffee.’
‘Yes they do.
It’s very good. More than can be said for the beer they serve.’
‘So I gathered.
Your friend Alex filled me in.’
‘Alex? What is
he up to?’
‘He invited me
to his and Violette’s Reading group. French poetry next month; I
studied it at college. I thought I could do something that was a
bit creative…’
‘Alex is very
creative!’ I laughed, and quickly stopped myself, ‘sorry, a bit
over the top. He’s rubbing off on me already.’
‘Why, how long
have you known him?’
‘Two years.
Ever since I started at Blue Sky.’
‘That’s what
it’s called. Really odd name.’
‘It is. I
agree. Especially considering the kind of weather we have had.’
‘I like it. It
made me think of a summer sky. Gazing into the endless blue. Laying
back and chewing on grass and looking up.’
‘Sounds
great.’
She coloured up
then; ‘I’ll make us some tea… or coffee. What’s you brew?’
‘Janey. Please
come here.’
She just stared
at me bewildered. She took a couple of small steps towards me: ‘I
keep having strange dreams,’ she said, ‘I did before. I saw you
before in a dream. I can’t believe it’s real. But I suppose it must
be, mustn’t it?’
She half turned
back to the kettle.
‘Janey…. I
wanted to say something. But I’ve not been able to find the words.
I don’t know….’ I bit my lip, ‘I don’t know how I will feel when we
get back. I don’t want to muddle you up in something that is
already about as muddled as it ever really ought to get. And I just
wanted to say…’
‘That you won’t
see me…’
‘No! I mean no,
I wasn’t going to say that! I do want to see you. I want to see you
right now. But you’re hair keeps hiding your face and it’s hard to
hear what you’re saying.’
She turned
towards me then, lips parted, with quite a different expression. A
complicated sequence of emotions flitted across her face. She put
her head on one side slightly enquiring, and took a step towards
the table.
‘I have a
timetable on here somewhere.’ She put her hand on a small stack of
papers on the corner. ‘They are my lecture schedules for the new
year. I haven’t anything after. Perhaps we could me then?’
‘Perhaps. But a
better idea, might be next week after my trip.’
‘You make it
sound as if you’re going away on business.’
‘I am. It’s
everyone’s business I’m poking my nose into. But most of them won’t
know it afterwards.’
‘Will I?’
‘I think you
will. Some people remember everything; some nothing. And there is
every shade in between.’
‘I think I will
too.’
She smiled and
took another step to me. She was at arm’s length but not inside my
personal space.
‘Janey?’ I said
quite gruffly, trying to avoid her eyes; ‘what are you doing?’
‘Something I
have to do.’ She said evenly.
‘What?’
‘This….’ She
said and stepped right up to me, reached her hands round my neck
and pulled me down towards her.
Her proximity
was so alarming; I actually forgot I was in her house.
‘Perhaps you
ought to leave?’ I said breathlessly.
‘Not a chance.’
She replied sweetly.
She pulled my
lips against hers and softly brushed them together.
I was nose to
nose with her. I was terrified I might do something wrong and spoil
everything. I felt myself trembling uncontrollably.
‘Janey…please.
I’m a bit… err….Janey?’
She kissed me
then. It was how I remembered. I was falling through space and I
didn’t want to stop. She was kissing me and I was drowning. I was
falling faster, and further. I was kissing her back then and
stroking her hair away from her face with one hand. I felt
completely defenceless. She was drowning me deeply this time. I was
crying, and laughing at the same time.
She pulled away
shocked by
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