I was there with the eventual relief that I could always give up. Yet, I insisted,
and we had to hand over
which involved so much of a time I had not.
the professor still reminded of me and took me to his office.
He kept his white
beard and glasses and a self confidence which was much of his guarantee to succeed.
attempt and intention apparently just to help me and give the clues for the
piece of work. But I knew what his aim really was. I was so flattered that he
chose me, so I let him go and do too.
Overwhelmed.Here is my number... I’ll need
yours too. Oh-Ok, sure!
Now we can go to the
bar if you wish. Feeling his obsession
to get me . So typical-
he gave his wife
a good excuse and then everything would be alright for the rest of the night.
Delighted, I followed his steps in the streets after getting
off all his daily obstacles. I walked less lost now for I had a goal I had not
he had got rid of all the risks which being together could have involved- not just yet, there came those former senior students he had not
counted on- with a surprise, a party?
was out of plan…
Really? honey - won't you come?
after knowing they all remembered me from certain old days I could not grasp- ah college
I felt sorry for them, proud
of me, since they did not get my far or my way.
you, on us and your plan. I could have
let myself go, you know?