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STORY I


The neighbour
Someone arrived at the house next door that had been empty for the last three months. Even when I am not interested in neighbours I always like to know who is the person living next to me. Sooner or later I will see the family or the person that has hired the house.
I go out to the street and I almost crash with a person that is coming out of the house next door
“Oh, sorry” I say
We look at each other and making a small bow he smiles and says “Go ahead”,
“It is you... “ I stutter in a badly pretended manner and I am not able to add any other words choked by the circumstances. Even when my heart beats fast I am able to maintain the calm and suddenly I want to take advantage of the situation and I ask something so obvious that for being obvious sounds emphatic,
“Are you Mr Cohen, the singer?”,
“Yes, I am, he answers with simplicity,
“Lucky I am” I say but in that very moment two men appear after him and I cannot continue the conversation.
“It is a pleasure to be your neighbour Mr Cohen” I add, “anything you need I am here next door”
I begin to walk and he answers smiling, “ thank you”......
The ephemeral encounter ends there with the greeting...

Well, Laurie DID say there was no minimum number of words!

This is short and sweet. Can we have a part two? What happened on the second encounter with Mr C?

Diane

Thanks Diane for your comment...
It had to be short.......
I have always wondered how a meeting with him would be like....but my references are too little to imagine more.......then the encounter had to be short and quick, almost an illusion. The closeness I have to Mr Cohen is more like a spiritual one. I should have to develop more that idea to continue the story.........

a brief encounter in words
an everlasting encounter in mind

Hi Sandra. Ah, this one is yours!

The closeness I have to Mr Cohen is more like a spiritual one.

And as such, is somewhat beyond mere words, eh? No need to write any more, then .

Diane

That is beautiful Pete!
Yes Diane....!