I licked my mouth, tasted the salt of my sweat. I listened to
the sound of my breathing stil coming fast. I roled to get
the tiny bottle from under my ribs and tossed it into the
trash can by my bed, and then I tucked my legs up toward
my chest with my extra pilow in my arms, hugging the
lover who wasn't there.
The notes started coming more frequently. Every morning
before I left for work, or sometimes when I came home,
there was another sleek card teling me how to go about
my day. Sometimes the list was short, a sentence or two.
Listen to your favorite radio station today. Sing out loud.
Sometimes the instructions were lengthier. More
demanding.
I'd spent the entire morning waiting for eleven-thirty to
arrive, half-afraid I'd forget and half-defiant, imagining I'd
refuse when the time came to folow the instructions. I did,
of course, helpless to resist in the same way someone
who's told not to think of the pink elephant can do nothing
else.
That one had been easy enough. I hadn't seen Kira in
weeks and arranged to meet her after work for coffee in
Hershey, halfway between Harrisburg and Lebanon. She
wasn't quite ready to forgive me.
'But can you blame me?' I asked over steaming mocha
lattes. 'I mean…Kira…it's Jack.'
'Jack Rabbit,' she said. 'Yes. I know.'
I raised a brow. 'I'm sorry. It wasn't when you were even
I raised a brow. 'I'm sorry. It wasn't when you were even
close to being with him.'
She sighed, then, and shrugged. 'I know. I guess I'm just
pissed you got him and I didn't. But then, so what else is
new?'
That wasn't exactly what I'd expected to hear. 'Huh?'
She pretended to be very interested in her new beige
manicure. 'Just like every guy I ever liked, right?'
'What are you talking about?'
She leveled a look at me. 'Austin?'
'What about him?'
Kira just stared, then looked away.
I had to laugh. I realy did. 'You tried to get with Austin?
But you were mad at me for fooling around with Jack?
What a hypocrite!'
Her eyes flashed. 'You knew how I felt about Jack! It was
different with Austin.'