felt wide open to me, a kind of shock, I didn’t know what was happening in the next few days or even the next few hours—a new feeling. I was surprised when I looked up from my second coffee and saw the day fading and the night almost upon us. Afterward, he wanted to get on the tube, at Waterloo, it was the best stop for me, too, but instead I left him and chose the bridge. Ignoring both barriers, walking straight down the center, over the river, until I reached the other side.
