Very well written
You could call it a meeting of minds: a moment for two souls who found in each other’s company that,briefly, the world made sense, but that was all it was and everything. It was a holiday romance, a trick of circumstance where a lady taking a solitary vacation , “She needed a break to catch her breath,” and I, a cynical journalist who was trying to regain belief, collided through my enduring clumsiness. I spilled my coffee on her dress. Away from here, we both had busy lives, lived out on different continents, and yet for much of the holiday, this paradise seemed all there was and needed to be, and the noise of daily life was lost in our wonder of the present.
After our last evening meal and a couple of soothing drinks, as had become our habit, we moved to the front of the boat, stretching out beside each other so we could stare up at the sky and the amazing blanket of…
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