Gloria came by.
“Tommy called for you.”
“My father?”
“No, the other one.”
“What did he want?”
“He didn't say but it sounded like something was wrong.”
I dismissed it. “That's not my problem anymore, that's not my life
anymore.”
“I'm proud of you,” Gloria said. I was surprised. “I'm actually
going to put an effort into this and I'm going to get out.”
“That's great.”
“I figure if you can do it anyone can.”
“Gee thanks.”
“So Tommy is like your old friend? What does that mean? Was he like
your boyfriend?”
I laughed then flatly added, “No.”
“He seems nice.”
I laughed again. Then I realized what she was getting at and I
laughed even more. “You're interested in Tommy?”
“Only if you've never been with him. I don't want to do everything
you do.”
I hugged Gloria. I did that sort of
thing now: affection, love, not a problem.
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