Thursday, April 20, 2006

 
Reconvening

In fifteen minutes' time, P is due to meet The Man for the first time. Post intimacy, post wedding (his). She wonders if there is really anything left to say.

Three minutes ago, she picked up her phone. He sounded calm and distant. She half did not expect that incoming call with that unfamiliar number to be his. He used to dial on a private number. So when she picked up, she spoke in her usual professional and spritely tone. Reserved for work and any unforeseen calls.

His seriousness and formality made her a little unsure of herself and she wondered given the uncertainty of the situation,should she have adopted a more composed tone?

Then again, why did he bother to agree meeting up if he wasn't keen? She proposed the "catch up" (as she is wont to put it "casually") and he could have said no.

Although he did sounded non-committal. His sms went like this,"Text me if you are finished and I'll see if I'm done. Then we could grab a drink if you're still around."

Like the wary prey and predator roaming and circling the other within close quarters, they both must need to make their moves very carefully. Only this time, P feels somewhat unsure which role The Man is playing. And they tread precariously on the tight rope as they inched their ways a little closer into the other's personal zone. Both playing their cards close to their chests.

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