I think it was just as I started travelling and stopped playing tennis that Matt and his Norwegian missus got divorced.Since then, I haven't seen Matt...at all. A few years ago he Facebook stalked me and we had a few exchanges on there but when I was back in Queensland (where I grew up) we never seemed to be able to arrange a chance to catch up, or have a hit of tennis which would be great.It was Matt who messaged me just after midday that Monday. "Dave, you are up on the Sunshine Coast right?. One day when we are seating in the hall mom go to down to take something n my brother busy with study n papa also not coming from office we both Prem n I alone watching a TV with a romantic song . we used to see each other n I give him a naughty smile at the same time the electricity gone away I just hug my cousin with no such intention but I very much scare from darkness , from that day I feel smell of his body. In other language some kind of attraction are there from my side. But I still not. We went to high school together and she was always the most animated and bubbly girl around. But not now, now she seemed surprisingly nonchalant. Maybe she had already cried enough over the situation, or maybe she was going to and it hadn’t sunk in yet. ‘I’m sorry.’ I said, trying to be supportive ‘How are you holding up?’ ‘I’m sure I’ll find somebody else.’ She said, looking off into the distance and back at me. ‘I have to go and get all my stuff from his house when he’s at work tomorrow. Do. "Yes," she paused for a moment, "I would like that." Her response surprised me a bit. I figured she would be dutifully agreeable to getting together to work on our project, but she said she would like that. Was I to assume she would enjoy getting together with me... more than just as a business deal?The first time we met, it was just a lunch meeting. Nothing too formal and nothing too personal. We were feeling each other out and trying to find out what the other was looking for. We kept it.
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