JOY FEELINGS MAGAZINE November issue 2015 | Page 37

dumb to talk about
this stuff, which is
why no one could
tell me exactly what
it was about
Rihanna. But
millions of fans
don’t seem to need it
explained to them. A
soul just knows a
soul. I never told
you she was pretty
because that’s not
what I experienced.
My understanding,
from the moment
she sat down, was
that we were in love.
We were the most in
love any two people
had ever been. The
sun was finally
setting. We’d been
talking for almost
two hours. I just had
one more question.
OUMAROU
DIDN’T ASK. He
didn’t have to. I was
dying to tell him
how incredible
Rihanna was. ‘‘I
knew it,’’ he
whispered, merging
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on to the freeway.
‘‘I showed her the
picture of you two
together,’’ I said.
‘‘She couldn’t
believe the
coincidence. And
she said you were
very well-dressed.’’
‘‘No!’’
‘‘Yes. And she
answered your
question.’’
With a shaky finger
I rewound the voice
recorder a little bit.
Somehow this was
the most exciting
part of the whole
day. ‘‘O.K., here it
is.