June 6th, 1990

June 6th, 1990

At home

Aaahhhh, no guesses who I just talked to for two plus hours.

“Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I came home early so we could talk.”

I felt the smile spread across my face as David continued. “How was the island?”

“Quite fantastic, actually.”

“Nicer than Bermuda? I know you love it there.”

“No, not quite as pretty but the rum tasted the same.”

“Uh-oh,” he laughed.

“Copious amounts, if the truth be told.”

“Guess it had to be done.”

“Yeah but perhaps not on that big a scale,” I laughed. “I should be in detox by now.”

“You mean rehab?”

“Is that what you call it?”

“I guess.”

“We call it detox here and another day on that island and I’d be checking in!”

“So, rum. Sun. And sand, huh?”

I knew by his tone of voice where he was going but all I said was, “Yeah, pretty much.”

There was an awkward pause so I continued. “It was a good trip, I can see why so many people request it.”

“That’s cool,” he said, sounding despondent.

“Hey! Guess what?”

“What?”

“You have to guess, David. It’s no fun otherwise.”

“You’re coming to LA?”

“How did you know?”

“Are you?” he asked, sounding much chirpier.

“Yes!”

“When?”

“Next month. My new roster came in the post this morning. Will you be there?”

“What are the dates?”

“The thirteenth.”

“Hmmm, I’m not sure, I’ll have to check my calendar.”

“Oh no,” I uttered. “You have to be there.”

“Just kidding, of course I will be, I don’t have any work trips ‘til late July.”

“Fantastic!”

“Same length of time as before?”

“Yeah, two nights, not enough unfortunately but argh, I’m so excited!”

“That’ll be awesome. Just let me know what you want to do.”

I giggled. “I want to spend every minute on your rooftop deck.”

“And what will be do up there?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” I teased. “Maybe we’ll play Monopoly.”

He cracked up laughing. “We could do that.” Slight pause. “Or we could go to London. If you want.”

“I’d love to,” I said, suddenly feeling very guilty.

 

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