The other day I was thinking about what I ought to do. I don’t precisely remember where the story came from, but I do remember where I heard it. I’ve carried it for a long time. I may not even recall it right, but I believe a French existential author wrote it. I remember it like this. Two strangers need to fall in love in five days, or death will take them. What would it take? What would it give me?
What about an argument or standoff that by now is purely ego? If you don’t take each other back in five days, you die. What does it take? Empathy mostly, and forgiveness.
Author/Edition: Eugenio Zorrilla.