THE SHIP OF FOOLS

The signs were there. I didn`t give an inch. She neither. Nobody gave an inch. Not me. We certainly were driven by our alter egos. The signs were clear as crystal that night. We were like a couple of fools on the same ship. She was turning everything to the opposite direction. That night it showed more definitively than ever before. She was trying to do her act at her very best that she didn`t realise she overeacted. Still I`m not going to give an inch and I know she won`t either. We both knew that once we started giving in, the end would be inevitable.