Thursday 13 January 1994
I hadn't seen Suzette and Jon-Jon since school. There they were at the same hole-in-the-wall in the mall as me, waiting to get their money out!
We talked in slow motion, in between extracting $50 bills and planning coffee in a minute.
Suzette still obdurate as rock, Jon-Jon stoic as a tree.
People don't change, but I love 'em anyway.
Suzette's got a job with a stock broker in Sydney, trading futures. She's back home on holiday and just 'bumped into' Jon-Jon...and me.
Good for you, Suze. He's all yours if you want him.