Even now, it was a mystery to him. After all these years, there were still moments when he wondered at the impossibility of their relationship. There was that old saying that opposites attract, but that didn’t really cover their situation. They weren’t opposites, just different kinds of people. It was deeper than social differences, though Sara had grown up with more money and therefore more options than he had. Their values aligned in some things, but they still sparked up over other issues.
Sometimes after a heated discussion – Sara was averse to the term argument – they would look at each other. After a heartbeat or two, one of them would start to smile, then the laughter would begin. Maybe that was the key to the riddle of how they worked.
They’d met on New Year’s Eve along the harbour foreshore. The crowd had been thick all night, and it swelled as midnight approached. Experienced revellers had staked their claims early with chairs, blankets and eskies in an attempt to cordon off a pocket of space with views of the harbour bridge and the fireworks displays. After the cheers and beers and celebrating as the new year was struck, he found himself staring up at the bridge, festooned with fireworks, and marvelling as the explosions matched the music blaring from speakers and radios all around him. It was playing the finale of the 1812 Overture, and he was tapping his foot and grinning as the colours flashed and faded in time with the crescendo. Then there she was, beside him. She smiled at him, and he grinned back, full of good cheer and a kind of euphoria that comes from being in a massive crowd sharing a spectacular moment. In a mob of thousands, they’d somehow ended up beside each other, sharing an experience.
Over the years, they’d had their rough patches, but he realised early on that their relationship brought out the best in each of them. Well, it definitely helped him to become a better person than he otherwise might have been. Maybe after all these years, he might be able to leave the puzzle of how it worked alone.
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