““That’s when my savior called. He called as he always did after we’d spent a day or evening together. He called to say good night…I had a good time today…what are you doing tomorrow…I love you. His calls were a panacea; they instantly lifted me, reassured me, healed me, made everything whole again. This call was no different. “Hey, you,” he said, his voice reaching new heights of sexiness. “Hey,” I said, quietly sighing. “What are you doing?” he asked. “Sitting here,” I answered, hearing the muffled voices of my parents through my upstairs bedroom floor. “And thinking…” “What about?” he said. “Oh, I was thinking…,” I began, hesitating for a moment. “That I think I want to elope.” Marlboro Man laughed at first. But when he realized I wasn’t laughing, too, he stopped, and we both sat in silence.””
