We are walking along the road. Strolling really. We are holding hands and silent. We are not speaking, but we are happy. In love. In lust. Optimistic.
I feel good. But always I need more sleep. That's the job.
It is early evening. Not dark. Not dusk. Pre dusk. If you understand what I mean.
To my left, west, I can see across the river. Distant works. Green fields. Trees. Not people. Too far for that. I cannot see the water of the river. I know it is there though. Flowing. At times quicker. At times slower. Tidal. Changing directions.
For a moment I feel at one with nature. The cosmos.
Suddenly she turns to me and says, "Would you ever be unfaithful to me?"
"No. Never," I reply. "Why would I want to hurt you?"
She squeezes my hand tighter. She feels reassured.
I mean what I say. I will never betray her with another woman. Never.
Of course it never worked out that way. It never did with me.