“Holly.” She replied, assuming that Jarek was his name. He looked East European. “Come on.” Jarek grunted, taking her by the hand and pulling her down the road in the direction he usually walked after getting off the bus. “Where are we going?” Holly said worriedly, the last word almost a squeak. “’Round the corner.” Jarek continued in his deep and almost monosyllabic style. Holly was about to stop and complain that she wanted to speak with him first before going anywhere, but she found herself quick-stepping to keep up with him as he pulled her along behind him like some toy on a string. Each time she was about to open her mouth he sped up a bit, causing her to gasp for breath and make a few extra steps to prevent herself from falling over. Once they were around the corner, he pulled her inside a derelict building and shut the door behind them. Holly’s life flashed before her eyes. Five minutes ago she had been in the safety of her own home with her family, and now she was in. We didn’t need to be close to feel close and it felt like we had never been apart. He seemed content to have an online friendship with me, and I was happy that he was happy. And at least his jokes made me laugh instead of cry, which was a great relief in between bouts of crying. When everything was planned, documented and finalized I called William and asked him if I could come see him again and when he answered ‘yes, of course’ we settled on my usual time. One final meeting, with one small favor to ask of him. – – – – – I met Sarah and Susan at the bar one Thursday evening and I could tell that my hopes of them finding love and happiness had come true, I saw that they were both deeply in love. From the beginning of the evening Susan was still wearing her slightly cold mask, but there was light and energy behind it, and a wicked glint in her eyes. Sarah was pink, shining, warm and full of giggles and she pulled me and Susan into it, in a proper girl talk, until we were both as pink.
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