Laura and I had this amazing chemistry.
We walked the shingle shoreline like the
eldest of friends. When she stumbled, I
caught her hand. She didn’t retract it.
Laura asked the oddest questions. She
wondered if I believed in reincarnation.
I chortled. It was preposterous. Laura
dwelt lovingly on macabre things. She
was fascinated with death. Strange
ideas tumbled from her mouth. I was
spellbound. Augustus, we have this
awesome connection, Laura suddenly
stated. I nodded. I felt it too. It was a
beautiful, natural intimacy. I placed my
arm around Laura’s waist. We were