Thinking about it after, I realised that for all our messages between walls, we’d never yet touched one another. I might be deluding myself now that there was a significance as I removed my right glove and extended my hand in return. Now I’m sounding foolish. But when we shook hands, it was…well, there was a jolt. Like touching lightning. We both started and pulled our hands away, his face registering the surprise mine must have shown.
