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Swift Scribbles: A Couple or A Coupling?



She likes to hold hands.


It does make me uncomfortable – but she likes it, so she can have it.


She likes to ask questions too. Questions I can answer – but I choose not to. Her questions make me uncomfortable.


They are deep and penetrating. Questions she really has no business asking me – or maybe she does.


At this point; I don’t know anymore.


I do know; however, that I like being with her. I like holding her hands, speaking with her, looking into her eyes and all those somehow things.


We’re here at Rapsody’s. It’s early in the afternoon.


She’s stirring a Strawberry Daiquiri. Me? Nothing so fancy. I’m sipping on Coke and Vodka on the rocks – my own blend.


We’re making small talk – and then out of the blue I ask her;


“Whatever made you come after me?”


She stops her movements and sits so still I’m afraid I said the wrong thing.


And then she looks up at me, the devil of a smile hanging around her lips and she says; “Slow down cutie. What do I look like – EFCC?”




4 responses

  1. oh, I like the comeback…

    April 25, 2014 at 8:44 pm

  2. Loool. I do hate swift scribbles sha. It’s never enough.

    Nice. Nice.

    April 28, 2014 at 9:12 am

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