| Close Encounterby Liz Haigh
 We met in
                Starbucks. He was standing in the queue in front
                of me. When the barista asked to take his order
                he looked completely lost, he turned and asked me
                what I was having.  A tall
                skinny cappuccino He ordered the
                same and then insisted on paying for mine. We sat
                down together at a small table by the window. He
                didnt speak at all at first and I started
                to wonder why Id even sat with him. He
                glanced out of the window into the street, there
                were mostly just people shopping and probably a
                few office workers who, like me had finished
                early as it was Friday afternoon. He then stopped
                looking out of the window and stared down at his
                mug of coffee, he looked at it for the longest
                time till he eventually spoke.  It looks
                neither tall nor skinny  We both
                laughed. Then we talked and then we talked some
                more. I must confess he was slightly odd looking
                but there was something about him that was
                endearing. He seemed to be genuinely interested
                in me, he asked me lots and lots of questions and
                then listened intently to the answers. How many
                men out there actually do that? As we got up
                to leave he asked if I knew of any good hotels as
                he needed to find somewhere to stay. I
                didnt, when you have lived in a city all
                your life you never really get to know any of the
                hotels. In the end I said he could stay on my
                couch for a few days. He actually
                stayed for two weeks. We had the best time, we
                went dancing, we went for long walks and had
                picnics in the park. One day I drove us all the
                way out to the beach. He loved the ocean, he was
                in awe of it. He sat and stared at it for a long
                time. When I suggested we went for a swim he
                responded with such glee, he jumped up and ran
                straight in, without removing any of his clothes. It was only on
                our last night together that I actually invited
                him into my bed. What a night we had. Im
                not going to tell you exactly what happened but
                suffice to say the experience was out of this
                world. Hes gone
                home now. I dont know when I will see him
                again. As a parting gift he gave me a beautiful
                glowing orb which I am holding now. He told me so
                long as I remembered him the light would never go
                out.  |