“You know what they say: a beautiful woman brings trouble into the house…”
I waved my hand carelessly. Sometimes she was so alive in my memory that it seemed as though I could stretch my hand out to touch her. Then, as newer gods appeared and the belief in the older gods disappeared, their powers would disappear as well as their capacity to manifest themselves in the world. It was easy for him to talk, because he did not love Diana, and maybe he had never been in love. It was terribly unfair… and sometimes I would blame myself because so little had to change then so that she could still be alive now. Usually, in the evening I drove… but when we were at the party, I, who usually do not drink, felt the need to have a glass of cognac with an old colleague whom I had not seen for many years.
