Petra Hanson

How to Stay in Love Forever, Alone

Until Death do I Part I met my soulmate when I was was 23. It was the night Princess Diana died, just so you can pinpoint the day. My best friend was going to uni with him and she had already decided he was perfect for me. The first time I saw him, it was just a view of his back, clothed in a turtleneck and lovely overcoat, and without seeing his face, I was mesmerized and turned to my friend and said I wanted to marry him. We were playing pool a short while later when he came over and his face just proved my earlier statement to me. Virtually the first thing he ever heard me say was in response to someone saying that Diana had been in an accident, and I groaned and rolled my eyes and said great, now we’re going to hear about Diana’s road to recovery for months. No, the guy said, she’s dead. Oh, was all I could say, while my soulmate is just staring at my callousness.