G.E. Forth

There is something in life that I truly love besides the fabulous Jann, who has been sitting only a few inches across a small table from me for the past hour, filling our lunchtime with joy. If I were a spy facing interrogation and a certain sweet was offered to me in return for secrets – no problem – I’d …

I am sitting in a familiar bistro by the waterfront, in much the same seat I have occupied at least twenty times in the past few years. Each visit, the view is remarkably different. Today, the faint winter sunlight has drawn a number of us from behind closed doors to bask together in the brief midday warmth. I am dressed …