Everyone knows Jane and Rob. She is blond, he is dark. She is tall, he is short. She does art, he does science. They both ‘do’ love.
Jane came to see Rob. He was busy with writing a paper, like usual. His hands were falling heavily on the keyboard, the sound he was making with letters that were promising a scientific result was not what she wanted to hear. She stepped closer, the silence was speaking. Rob noticed she was there and leaned to her – wanting to give her a kiss. The kiss was short, but real.
Rob approached her from behind. His breath was warm, or at least that’s what she imagined while preparing a lunch. Kitchen smelled of onion, but it smelled of friendship as well.
It was already after midnight when they went to bed – together. Tired and dirty from difficult day they just wanted to sleep. They realised: one bed has two sides.
Together they are 52 years old, Jane and Rob. Put on the meter of life, that could be 100 years long, they have already lived out their quarters.
Will they know how to spend the rest of it together? With love?
