She fell in love with him. They visited the Rijksmuseum, they ate meals, they talked and when they said goodbye at Amsterdam station, he waved, she wept. She wrote and told him she was coming.
"Would you like to dance?" an old lady asks her, in a European accent. Ursula shakes her head. She sees herself when old.
Chris never answered her letters. He may have moved. He may not want her to come. A sense of feeling foolish or betrayed rises as she gets closer to Lambeth North.
The woman next to Ursula starts to sing also. A young man gallantly leads the old lady in a waltz. Suddenly there is a party.
Oh well, thinks Ursula, take what you can. Grateful, awkward, she stands up and traces patterns of dancing in the air.
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