I came back home. It was late night because our company was very busy this season. It is autumn so just a few months more till chrismas. Everything has to be prepared. Toys come and go but we have to reach all conditions every year.
Lysa was in our bed so I take a break and went downstairs. 'A moment more isn't that important. I am already too late so what's the matter...' I went to our bookshelf and put all books of Logistics away. Lysa never was interested in them so she never touched this part in any form. Behind all of them was an old box full of secrets. I opened it and it immediately began to smell like lemon in the whole room. This was very satisfying. The old box was full of photos. Some of nature and some of naked people. A stranger would not see any combination between all the stuff. I combed my dark hair with fingers and fixed my short moustache. When I looked at this pictures I could remember every small detail of every situation and smiked. The naked bodies were me and my eleven years younger lover. That it was took eleven years ago does not matter because tomorrow she will start to work as my co-partner. I saw her CV. She reminded my of a girl. Beautiful. Like herself. Clever. Like herself. But she seemed so happy. For sure her life goes on... but what will she said when we meet tommorow. We seperated because of our age gap. We did not care but her parents... This ended really bad for us. Her family moved and i met Lysa. My wife is my age and an educated woman. But I could never love her unconditionally. I told my ex-lover that there is a lot that can happen between now and never... It was a trap. I should have keeped this girl. No matter what her parents said.
... Now she was an adulted woman. Same blue eyes and same red hair. I felt how I sweated... my forhead was wet. Am I curious to meet her ... or am I scared?