They sat on a rise on a riverbank under a large gum tree. It was hot. Yellow grass, neurotic cicadas, and distant voices – children and families in the park or by the river. Discretion and lack of expectation were the basis of their meetings. They liked games. They'd broken up long ago. Emotion was absent. They'd meet with the possibility of sex, but no guarantee of it. No passionate or loving sex. Her pale face, red hair...