Finishing Crusoe made me feel clear, at peace. Thanks, generous one. A heck of a read! Feel free to quote me.
Then I emailed Nina to tell her I understand why she was so upset. I appreciate that she tried to spare me her fanciful virus. She meant well.
WE'LL MEET AGAIN, SENORITA NINOTCHKA
Because of her work and my pandemic, we never got to travel—something we felt could sustain our romance. When this is over, I hope we bump into one another at that café we both like in Madrid. She can make a fool of me on the dance floor, as we always expected would happen there.
I don’t want anything from Nina, but I respect our months together. Enough readers have written in about their own personal problems to give me a better sense of how people who are cooped up together can substitute fear and mistrust for their better feelings.
At least we’ve each survived bird flu, so far.