Before sitting in a chair near mine she turned on a CD player. The music was soft jazz, it sounded vaguely familiar and could have been Michael Franks... and we sat and chatted for a while. I questioned her about her background as he voice had a pleasant, slightly foreign intonation, and she told me she was born and grew up in Italy, not leaving there until in her early twenties, having met a Kiwi there on his O.E.She asked how old I thought she was. I knew she was in her eighties, but I told her. I found myself missing her already, and gave a disgusted snort. I was turning into one of those hopeless romantics in a trashy romance novel. I shook my head and began cleaning the house. All day, Natalie was on my mind. I tried to banish her whenever thoughts of her threatened, but it did no good. I saw her dance, in my mind’s eye, saw her laugh, saw her moan… I shoved that thought away with a growl and finally collapsed in a chair, one of my few pieces of furniture. The house was clean, and I. More

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