Dylan and I loved sitting in a cafe on the outskirts of London talking and drinking coffee. Sometimes he challenged me to a game of chess and although I knew he always won (because he was so much better than me at chess) we played and drank something."Today I am going to win this match.", I said.
Dylan smiled.
"Let's see that, honey.", He challenged me.
He was the loveliest man I knew, and also the smartest. We could stay there for hours playing and enjoying each other's company.
"Dylan.", I said his name, getting him away from his own thoughts.
"Yes baby.", he said and looked away from the chessboard to look at me.
"Let me get you a picture.", I said. "To remember this moment."
He nodded.
But when I took the camera out of my bag he was looking back at the chess board concentrated on his next move.
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Dylan is a great songwriter.
Do you like his songs? Do you have a favorite?
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