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Together Again

Separated by years and an ocean, an old lover might have seemed like a far away place. But when she arranged to meet him back where they had shared passionate sex, and a lot more besides, they both knew that they were opening up a sea of possibility.

Anne Sexton, 19 Oct 2009

He called late on a Saturday night. His voice slid over the ether and skipped across the ocean – technology bridging the gap between his house on one side of the planet and hers on the other.

“I miss you,” he said. “Come and see me.”

The next week he bought her a ticket.

Ciara thought it was romantic.

Mark laughed and decided it was the world’s most expensive booty call.

“Just see what happens,” I said and told her about the man I had left behind in South Africa.

“If it is meant to be, things will work out,” said Ciara.

Maura snorted and called her naïve.

“Treat it as a holiday romance,” she advised and told us about the lover that had moved to Germany. “Have plenty of sex, get him out of your system and then when you come home, forget about him.”

She shook her head. She wasn’t sure what she wanted, but she could not see him as a short-term sexual distraction.

Maura would not be dissuaded. “There are nearly five million people on this island. If you can’t make a relationship work with one of them, what makes you think you could with someone on the far side of the world?”

That gave her pause for thought. She hadn’t thought much beyond the immediate future but she did not imagine that either of them had the stomach for the complications of a long-distance relationship – passports and flights and jobs that separate us from those we love, a departure hovering over every reunion, the unfurling of a romance telescoped into one or two week periods and, then, long lonely months in between.

As the day of her flight approached her excitement grew, but so did her apprehension, Maura’s words of caution echoing in her head.

He met her at the airport. In her daydreams, their reunion under the bright lights of the arrivals hall had taken on the hallmarks of a made-for-television movie. She had imagined a long passionate kiss, the gripping of each other’s arms and bodies, a hug that by its very physicality aims to check that yes, this is real and not just a figment of your imagination and desire.



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