A story lies between two men.
It has never been told, not in its entirety by both of them.
Some may have been said by one or the other sometime, so…
Maybe it’s just a memory, waiting.
They decided to start telling it and chose the title.
Then one of them said something that made the other angry.
It might have been a misunderstanding, certainly the second of them thought so.
And maybe it was frustration, the first of them thought so.
One apologised.
Two said it doesn’t matter.
Though clearly it had.
And the story stopped.
One of them buried it.
It’s better not told he thought.
But he didn’t say so.
And he didn’t know what the second thought.
And he didn’t ask.
So…
A story lies between two men.
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