answers

He would not stop talking. From the moment they met to the moment he left. He would not stop talking. He knew it all. He had no questions. The air was filled with unrequested answers. Many, many answers. She wanted to hear them. She was used to them. I was not. When we drove through a landscape made out of grassy soft hills, soft and mossy. She requested answers. Answers I did not have. I was not ready, not prepared. She really wanted to hear them though. She wanted to know it all. Right there, right this minute. How was I supposed to know about this particular landscape? It was as new to me as it was to her.
He never stopped giving answers. He was a find-engine. No search needed. I met this man for about three hours. I was stunned.
He told her that I loved her. “Obviously”. That comforted her. It was one of the answers he gave her when I left the room.