My student card had my details.
He found me.
We met at a park.
We had an intense moment, looking into each other’s eyes.
He smiled… I smiled.
He said, “let’s play rock, paper, scissors. If I win, you have lunch with me tomorrow.”
I asked, ‘and if you don’t win?’
“I’ll return your purse and I’ll leave you to be.”
Smiles. Then he said, “I’ll be scissors.”
I had a moment of contemplation. I’ve always criticised how I don’t take chances. But those who leap, fall. And get hurt…
I had to make a choice :
He held it scissors…