Chapter 19 Love and marriage
Love And Marriage
I never saw Bobby again, and honestly never quite understood why he resented us for having found each other. He was scheduled to teach a workshop in Frankfurt a couple of weeks later. Beata flew there from Berlin to participate, and Bobby had one of his tyrant moments, walked towards her and said, “pull up your posture,” as he grabbed her pony-tale and stretched it up almost lifting her off the ground. Beata said she had a headache for three days.
That very month, in the following edition of Arabesque magazine, of which he was the editor, Bobby indicated that people in the dance scene were wondering which one of us was going to “take top billing.”
Honestly, the thought never…