Truth be told, there was an effortlessness to our rapport that eluded definition, for the circumstances that brought us together were grim and grotesque indeed. By all accounts, our alliance should have been a sorry one. Yet I found it instead full of joy and deep affection—albeit tinged with a dark, macabre humour that doubtlessly would have offended anyone but ourselves. With him, I could share my thoughts on anything—from discontinuous capillaries to Divine Creation—and know that I was in the presence of a kindred spirit.
