By small steps
I was about to set off towards horizons that even my imagination was forbidden to explore.
My fears of being caught by Philip vanished day after day, drowned in his life and mine, that is two lives that we were both living like poor devils, in every blank stare of his, in every click on a button of that damned remote control.
His peaks of anger, his accusatory words, his offensive words against me did not hurt me so much any more.
As days passed, I felt increasingly confident that I would succeed in getting that little bit of happiness that was due to me.
Peter used to caress me with his eyes during my long working hours, whether I was working in the aisles between rows of shelving or my presence in the office was necessary. In so doing, he made me perceive unequivocal
