What had we done, how had we let those moments escape us? Could the flame be relit? Could the love and passion, that we once shared between us be rene...ed? It certainly could not if we did nothing to change things.I turned off the TV and just held you tightly against my body. As I felt your warmth against mine, the softness of your body, your smell my senses seemed to return to times long gone.Something needed to change. If we kept on doing what we always did, we were beyond redemption. Nothing. Unusual for me, to have a dream I remember. More unusual to have another person in it. The other person was her, of course. It started with me looking over her shoulder as she sat at a desk. She was writing something. A story as it turned out, for the next moment we were the characters in it. She was an intelligence agent, an important and skilled one. I was the same, retired but I had been her mentor many years before. I had left the business because I couldn’t handle my feelings for her. They. "It is Jason, isn't it?" She stood behind me in line. Only her grocery cart separated us. "I know it's you, but I'm not sure about the name. I have the worse time remembering names." Yes it is," I took a deep breath and confirmed her assumption. We had met before, of that much I was certain! Proof was in the fact she knew my name. I also recognized her. She wore a tight little T-shirt. I noticed the outline of her bra underneath."I knew it was you," She stepped around her cart. She came near.. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember, I heard voices outside of the door. One was Neeta, the other a man’s voice. I jumped up, and for some unexplainable reason, decided to hide. I closed the balcony door leaving the curtain slightly open so that I could see inside the room, just then the bedroom door opened. Neeta came in followed by Sunil.“He’s not here “she said, “Thanks for coming to look for him with me. That was sweet of you Sunil.”“Happy to help “Sunil replied.Neeta.