As soon as I was married, I met her in my home because her husband was a friend of my father-in-law. We ran into each other often, but for many years, all the time we were young, the greatest reserve reigned between us, and there was never any allusion to the past. The other day she asked me point-blank, her face crowned with gray hair youthfully hennaed: “Why did you drop me?” I was sincere because I didn’t have time to invent a lie: “I don’t know anymore, but there are many, many other things in my life that I also don’t know.” “I’m sorry,” she said, and I was already bowing in response to
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