Chapter 130

Surely she could see my interest. But how to approach the topic? I had no idea. I didn’t dare talk to anyone about it yet, because I didn’t feel confident enough. I could feel it, traces of subtle attraction between us. The energy of the world moved within me when I saw it, increasingly stronger. With Anya everything was explosive; one day we were arguing about I don’t know what Catholic saint and the next we fell into a bed. Johanna always smelled of sweet acceptance when she was around me, but that didn’t mean she was open to—I don’t know—courtship?

Courtship, for God’s sake.

I felt like I was too old to be going around in circles like a teenager.

***

In Marrakesh it was very hot, as always.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I started looking for a bathroom. Menara Airport was very large and full of people. Our flight was delayed an hour and I was cursing that I had turned down the company’s private jet, something I would never do again. I loosened my