Genre: FRIENDSHIP
William, by Nadia Kingsley
What shall I call you – William or Bill?
My friends call me Na. You. Not offered a seat. Me. Not offering drink.
John. Paul. Jamming in the dining room. You ‘Shazam’ the tune. Attempt to show
a musical knowledge; then laugh, delighted, when you’re told your mistake.
You are funny. Witty and funny.
Witty, funny, clever and well-read. You wear your trousers high but that
adds to your charm, as does putting-yourself-down, though I tell you
You must work on that. Like crochet, that starts with one loop, then grows
and grows until, without warning we are caught up
in the here and Now, and you have heard enough to set the scene for when John and I first met.
I clear my throat. John laughs. NOT the one about the WALL? And I say yes, as I know
you are ready; proven when, after hearing of John’s mate Robot, you imagined the national headline:
Man jailed for not being Dutch.
You lap up the prologue. I speed on: I go to the bathroom. Come back. And there, from the top to the bottom of the wall is etched ‘I love you Na I love you Na I love you Na I love you Na’.
I look at John- he digs his own grave: a girl named Naomi, known also as Na; her boyfriend,
Robot had been the previous tenant. I leave it hanging, and you laugh
as I knew you would. John says You couldn’t write that. But oh how I know different. For already,
the story has grown from flash to novella as I recalled that when I first entered his room it was dark,
as his light bulb had blown, and those four repeated words of passion were penned in an alarming red.
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