We hit if off right away. Began meeting every other month or so. Coffee
for her. Beer for me.
She would tell me about the books she was working on. I
would tell her about the painting I was doing, and sometimes our works
would bear unintentional witness to these exchanges. Neither one of us
shared much of our personal lives. I always knew that she was gay, but
she never discussed it unless it was in the context of her work. Same as
I never mentioned Sid except unless it was something to do with my work.