She looked up at the clear blue sky. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. He was standing next to her. It always struck her how people changed with time yet somehow didn’t change at all. The golden sand was soft and warm under bare feet and she smiled.
‘What are you smiling about?’ He asked her, taking her hand in his.
‘I was remembering the little holiday we had just after varsity. We packed our bags into your car and dove to Durban
He smiled down at her, ‘those were the days. Before the bills and the job.’
Yeah.’
They walked a little while longer. It was a still day, the ocean was clam and the only sound to be heard was of a few seagulls in the distance. He was telling her about his life on the whole. The five years she’d missed out on, tactfully leaving out ex-girlfriends.
‘You’ve grown up a lot,’ he said into the stillness.
She stopped walking and looked up at him, ‘what does that mean?’
‘I mean,’ he responded squeezing her hand, ‘you were always so…what’s the word?’
She looked at him waiting, her heart was starting to pound and her body temperature was rising.
‘Insecure,’ he concluded. ‘Changing dresses ten times before stepping out of the house. Asking a litany of questions…’
‘How is asking questions indicative of insecurity?’
‘Well, you either know something or you don’t,’ he told her, ‘and well no one should know everything.’
‘So you believe ignorance is bliss?’ She asked, getting angry.
‘The thing is we already the know the answer to what we ask,’
‘So if I had asked if you had a girlfriend or a wife, I would know the answer even if I haven’t seen you in five years.’
‘Geez, woman, chill!’
‘Chill?’ she asked, ‘what’s this all about?’
He released her hand, ‘it could have been about anything.’
‘What does that mean?’
‘Listen,’ he said coolly to her, ‘I have to get back.’
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