I was sitting in a bright room overlooking the sea. It was already warm, thought not yet hot. I felt confused, happy, sad, and a bit afraid. A knock on the door and a lady walked in. She came over to me, I stood up and we shook hands. She was somewhere between 35 and 40 , friendly, wearing a dark skirt, white blouse, medium heels and carrying a briefcase.
“Hi, I’m Helen, mind if I sit down?”
“Of course, sorry, please do sit.”
She sat in an armchair on my right. I turned towards her.
“What do I call you?
“Jim, Jasmine, as you prefer”.
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