I could see it in her eyes. She knew exactly who I was."Ceciline." She whispered so quietly that I almost didn't hear her."Hi Nicola."There was a few ...oments of silence. Neither of us sure what to say to each other. I hadn't thought through what I had expected upon seeing her. I saw her glancing into my basket."I have a son." She just nodded. "I just got divorced" I added. I felt like I needed to explain. She just nodded again, still unsure of what to say."Maybe I will get the blue one." She. . was so young. Probably as tall as Taylor, if not taller, but still four or more years younger then her daughter! But, than, she had been almost a decade younger than Fred. What is age, if the souls are in love?"May I sit?"The girl ignored her. She just sat, leaning forward on the edge of the cushion, looking at her palms in front of her. Her expression was one of ... wonder, confusion ... and pain. Taylor looked around, nervously. Now what. There was space on the couch, so ... trembling a. He sits down, and she goes to her knees in front of him. He takes her hands in his own and kisses them. They look into each other's eyes for a few minutes, treasuring this moment of anticipation. Then, without a word, he gently lifts her hands upwards. That is the signal that she must now stand up, and lie across his lap.She lowers herself over his thighs. She nestles in, finding the most comfortable position. She relaxes, relishing the feel of his body under hers. He lays a reassuring hand on. The room where he slept was considered the best room on the university campus, even better than all of the professors’ rooms, which were half the size. His room was equipped with a large sofa, a Persian rug, an antiquated radio, a large bed, and a small fridge filled with sticky bottles of Rooh–Afza. Pictures of his mother and father were protected within gold–plated picture frames. The heat woke Khozem up in time for morning prayers. He could barely hear the strong, pleasing call of the.