even THINKING about marriage to ANYONE yet. That’s all you and Daddy.
I’m sorry I hung up on you the other night. I…didn’t feel well, I guess.
I’m going to be busy again this week, what with mid-terms coming up soon. Lots to study for. Maybe one day I’ll pick a major. Ha ha.
Thanks for not letting Daddy call the cops—that would have made me the talk of the dorms for the next three months! Ugh! How embarrassing!
Anyway, I’ll call when I get a new phone. Until then, x’s and o’s to you and Daddy.
Love, Jo
Oh, I’m SO glad you’re not upset with me. Daddy and I are on our way to the spa for a couple’s massage, hee hee. He actually has the day off, can you believe it? Have a great Sunday, honey.
Love, Mom
Eli,
We need to talk. Something happened after I left the other night. Are you at your place today?
Jo
P.S. I’m not missing! Quit calling the cops on me. Freak!
Jo!
Jesus Christ, girl, where have you been? Why didn’t you call me back? Sorry about the cops, one of ’em came by and read me the riot act. He was a total dick. I was glad to hear you’re alive, though. I really was worried. We should talk about the other night.
I’m at the apartment. Be here working on a paper all day, at least until tonight when the bars open, hahaha. Come on by.
E
Jo1995: Long weekend. Lost phone. Bunked down with @LucyGoosie. Will catch up on emails soon. #crazyday
LucyGoosie: @Jo1995, you can bunk down with me any day…except for right now. You smell.
Jo1995: @LucyGoosie, hush.
EliPete21: @Jo1995, good to have you back among the living. Sorry about the other night. See you soon.
I snapped my computer shut, suddenly aware of the weight of the prior twenty-four hours. Even though I’d been unable to close my eyes the night before, like a girl strung out on caffeine or cocaine, as I sat at my desk my eyes grew heavy and my thoughts grew thick.
I tried to stand but couldn’t, trapped by the weight of muscles that no longer listened to my instructions. My arms moved as though through water, and then molasses. I shook my head to clear it of the storm of cobwebs that had gathered in an instant.
“Luce?” I called, my thick tongue moving through a cotton mouth. “ Luth? ”
She poked her head into the room. I tried again to rise from my chair, but once I reached my feet my knees gave way beneath me and I tumbled forward, crashing into the desk and then falling to the floor.
“Oh my God, Jo! What’s wrong?”
I hit the ground on my hands and knees, crawling like a baby to my friend. “Something’s not right.” My words came out slow and slurred. I crept toward her, crashing into my desk chair and rolling to the side. “I think I’m shutting down.”
Lucy dropped to the ground and pulled my upper body into her lap. The towel fell from my head and she brushed my hair back from the cracking green mask. “What should we do?”
In her lap, I shrugged, my shoulders a thousand pounds each. “Maybe I’m dying,” I said. The thought came slowly. “Maybe my battery’s running out.”
Only it sounded more like, “Maybe my batryth runnin ow…”
“Battery?” Lucy looked down at me, her upside-down face looming over mine. “Oh my gosh, we need to charge you!”
“What?”
“When you woke up, you said you were attached to something from the back, right? That’s a plug. You were plugged in! We need to plug you in and charge you!”
The light bulb in my brain flickered, but it was dim at best. “Can you plug me in?”
Her face fell. “I can’t. The wire was torn off, remember?”
“Can’t you hook it up somehow?” Can oo hoo ugh thumhow?
“Do I look like an electrician all of a sudden? I don’t even own a soldering gun!”
“You can splice it!” Thplithe it.
“What?”
I was really starting to slow down. I wanted to talk fast, but instead I drawled, “I don’t know, tie it together.”
“I don’t know what you’re
I’m sorry I hung up on you the other night. I…didn’t feel well, I guess.
I’m going to be busy again this week, what with mid-terms coming up soon. Lots to study for. Maybe one day I’ll pick a major. Ha ha.
Thanks for not letting Daddy call the cops—that would have made me the talk of the dorms for the next three months! Ugh! How embarrassing!
Anyway, I’ll call when I get a new phone. Until then, x’s and o’s to you and Daddy.
Love, Jo
Oh, I’m SO glad you’re not upset with me. Daddy and I are on our way to the spa for a couple’s massage, hee hee. He actually has the day off, can you believe it? Have a great Sunday, honey.
Love, Mom
Eli,
We need to talk. Something happened after I left the other night. Are you at your place today?
Jo
P.S. I’m not missing! Quit calling the cops on me. Freak!
Jo!
Jesus Christ, girl, where have you been? Why didn’t you call me back? Sorry about the cops, one of ’em came by and read me the riot act. He was a total dick. I was glad to hear you’re alive, though. I really was worried. We should talk about the other night.
I’m at the apartment. Be here working on a paper all day, at least until tonight when the bars open, hahaha. Come on by.
E
Jo1995: Long weekend. Lost phone. Bunked down with @LucyGoosie. Will catch up on emails soon. #crazyday
LucyGoosie: @Jo1995, you can bunk down with me any day…except for right now. You smell.
Jo1995: @LucyGoosie, hush.
EliPete21: @Jo1995, good to have you back among the living. Sorry about the other night. See you soon.
I snapped my computer shut, suddenly aware of the weight of the prior twenty-four hours. Even though I’d been unable to close my eyes the night before, like a girl strung out on caffeine or cocaine, as I sat at my desk my eyes grew heavy and my thoughts grew thick.
I tried to stand but couldn’t, trapped by the weight of muscles that no longer listened to my instructions. My arms moved as though through water, and then molasses. I shook my head to clear it of the storm of cobwebs that had gathered in an instant.
“Luce?” I called, my thick tongue moving through a cotton mouth. “ Luth? ”
She poked her head into the room. I tried again to rise from my chair, but once I reached my feet my knees gave way beneath me and I tumbled forward, crashing into the desk and then falling to the floor.
“Oh my God, Jo! What’s wrong?”
I hit the ground on my hands and knees, crawling like a baby to my friend. “Something’s not right.” My words came out slow and slurred. I crept toward her, crashing into my desk chair and rolling to the side. “I think I’m shutting down.”
Lucy dropped to the ground and pulled my upper body into her lap. The towel fell from my head and she brushed my hair back from the cracking green mask. “What should we do?”
In her lap, I shrugged, my shoulders a thousand pounds each. “Maybe I’m dying,” I said. The thought came slowly. “Maybe my battery’s running out.”
Only it sounded more like, “Maybe my batryth runnin ow…”
“Battery?” Lucy looked down at me, her upside-down face looming over mine. “Oh my gosh, we need to charge you!”
“What?”
“When you woke up, you said you were attached to something from the back, right? That’s a plug. You were plugged in! We need to plug you in and charge you!”
The light bulb in my brain flickered, but it was dim at best. “Can you plug me in?”
Her face fell. “I can’t. The wire was torn off, remember?”
“Can’t you hook it up somehow?” Can oo hoo ugh thumhow?
“Do I look like an electrician all of a sudden? I don’t even own a soldering gun!”
“You can splice it!” Thplithe it.
“What?”
I was really starting to slow down. I wanted to talk fast, but instead I drawled, “I don’t know, tie it together.”
“I don’t know what you’re
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