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You don¡¦t appear for two days and I fear that I shall never see you again. But then, there you are wheeling Jeremy towards me. I get to my feet and wait for you. You take off your shades a metre away. The welcome in your eyes is brilliant!
We walk. Suddenly, there is a quantum shift; we are completely at ease with each other. We do not touch, but the previous half-metre has shrunk to ten centimetres, sometimes only one. We are so absorbed in our verbal exploration of each other on the return segment that we almost run into the elderly couple in our path.
"Oooooo! What a lovely little one!" the lady coos, bending over and peering into the carriage. "Is it a boy, or a girl?"
Her husband shuffles from one foot to the other, raises his eyebrows and winks at me with that male camaraderie that surfaces whenever our gender are confronted by the gooey side of maternal instinct.
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