Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Parallel universes
A couple, sometime lovers, sat opposite each other over cups of coffee. After an extended silence, the man asks, almost to himself, "What are we?"
The woman stirred, shifted in her seat, and answered, "Strangers."
The woman asked, "What are we?" The man, almost startled by the voice, answered, "Shouldn't we be getting along?"
The man asked, "What are we?" The woman answered, "Strangers," but her voice was so soft that the word dissipated in the cool evening air before it reached the man's ears.
The man asked the evening sky, "What are we?" The woman made no reply but said to herself, "What 'we'?" and smiled at the cool night breeze, flipping her hair back.
