January 2005 I met a young woman named Michela who enjoyed living to the fullest extent.
Six weeks later she disappeared. (I had invited her to travel with me to Namibia.)
But March 2006 I received a mail from Michela that she was back in town and she wondered how I was doing.
We met again, she planned to write a book, the book never came into existence, but nevertheless we saw each other on a reglar basis for dinner, and she even traveled to Amsterdam for the presentation of my novel “Tirza”.
Last Saturday we had dinner in Da Beppe in Manhattan. After dinner she invited me to come to her place and to meet her boyfriend, Mike.
Mike is a chef, although his work consists mainly of cutting meat.
While being seated next to Michela on the couch in her apartment Mike entered with a baseball bat and he threatened to kill me. Apparently he thought that Michela was kissing me or that I was kissing Michela.
He also threatened to kill himself.
Mike held me and Michela hostage for three hours – after which Michela’s brother arrived who smacked me a few times in the face because I had dishonored his family, I guess.
Shortly after I managed to escape. Michela has been silent since that day. She was waiting for a breast enlargement.