Instruments of Darkness
“Heike's breathing and warmth "under the sheet we had thrown over ourselves told me that she was there in the morning darkness. I made coffee and split open a pawpaw which wasn't as ripe as I would have liked. I dressed and stood over Heike, sipping coffee, and combed through a tangled, knot-ridden ball of thoughts which got me as far as it gets anybody in that situation. Her eyes opened and she rolled on to her back to look at me. I knelt over her and kissed her, the coffee still bitter on m...y tongue. 'Where are you going?' 'I have to go back to Lomé again.' 'Are you here tonight?' 'Yes, unless things get complicated.' There was nothing to say after that. I had the same feeling as when I once looked over the shoulder of a telephone engineer into a street exchange box to see half a million tiny blue, yellow, green, black and white wires all with somewhere to go. She just ran her hands through my hair again and again until I felt like a dog being absent-mindedly stroked.MoreLess
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