Cicero’s Girl

You must have loved Cicero.

I didn’t love her. She was always too far away. I didn’t feel close to her. You could never get close to Cicero. She … kept everything at a distance. It was hard to know what her investment in anything was.

But you were her girl.

Sure – she liked that. She liked having a girl. But I don’t know if she was capable of loving anyone. You had to be a player behind the iron curtain. An operator. The world was full of apparatchiks, for Cicero. You had to play or be played. And she could outplay everyone. She thought moves and moves ahead.

So where is she now?

She removed herself from the board.