Tuesday, May 3, 2011

A Date With The Incomparable Ms. Z. Drew

Part Seven

I didn’t quite slam on the brakes.  But almost.  Once I had weighed up all of the ‘what ifs’ (not a swift process for a mind filled with exam prep) I pulled up safely, wound down the window and, watching the growing form in the side mirror, I waited.  As she approached, I leaned out of the window and smiled.
‘Oh, are you serious?!’

We haven’t discussed this experience since and, being of a scientific bent and a non-believer in fate, I have a less-than-quixotic inclination to explain it away with unromantic realism and probability.  Zy doesn’t believe in coincidence for different reasons...

THE END

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