They exchanged a look. She was on the other side of the street, waiting for the bus. Since a long time, each of them had followed other dreams. He approached her, after a short hesitation.

– A long time without seeing you…

– Hi, James. – she complimented him and looked straight in his eyes with a gentle smile in her face – Yes, indeed…

– Are you heading to the beach?

He looked at her, the blue short skirt and white shirt with a generous neckline. She still looked gorgeous after all these years.

– I get some peace of mind there…

– May I join you?…

– If you wish. But I have nothing to declare…

– Nor do I…

They exchanged another long look at each other. The bus stopped and they walked in. Some people were heading to the beach, too. A sunny day out there. He avoid touching her body, seated next by her side, but looked to her, without breath, desiring to hold her again with his arms. She was just staring to the outside, with an absent look. The weather was hot, like it used to be in Mozambique in December. His look turn aside, to the colonial architecture, to the kids playing in the sunny day. The endless cosmical cycle.

Finally, the bus arrived to the stop. They get off from the bus. He suddenly stopped for a moment.

– Maybe, I will not stay – he finally said.

She was not surprised.

– We cannot remake the past…

– Yes. Indeed, life never stopped,…nor our feelings…

– Bye

– Bye…

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