1: It Started with Hello
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SPIKE WAS CARRYING two loads of shopping in his arms. Winnie, his fiancé, had a bag of groceries in one hand while the other held the door open to their building. She turned sideways to let him through first. Instead, he met her upturned face with a spontaneous kiss. They didn’t ordinarily lock lips for the world to see; it was just one of those moments.
The door to apartment one which directly faced the main entrance, suddenly opened. A young lad of about five saw the earth-shaking event between the interracial couple. His right hand instantly flew to his face to cover his eyes.
‘Caramba, get a room,’ he said with a touch of reprimand.
They disengaged quickly in deference to the child, who they thought was hilarious as he was peeking between his litt
