Golden Calf, Part Fourteen

26 May 2005

When I called John back, he was at work, but promised he would talk to his roommate and get back to me in the evening. I went about my business, taking stock of my small collection of belongings and deciding how much of it I would take with me and hanging out with my roommates, until he called back shortly before midnight. He sounded clearly distracted, and when I pressed I learned that Lori was talking about ending her lease and moving in with him fully and he wasn't sure they were ready for that step. He had, however, talked to his roommate and made arrangements for me to take over the spare room some time in June.

"Is it going to be awkward to have me living with you? I mean, if she's feeling like things are that serious..."

"Why would it be?" he asked, with a tone that sounded like he was only half listening to what I was saying anyway. I rubbed the bridge of my nose and sighed.

"John. Listen. I don't want to make life difficult for you if I can help it."

"No, it's fine, it's just with everything going on, you know, she needs a safe place to process everything and figure out her feelings."

"If you're sure. I think I'll fly out, if I send you the info can you pick me up at the airport?"

"Probably. Oh! I talked to my boss, you can work at the shop while you look for something else if you need."

"What? I haven't even filled out an application. I don't even know where you work!"

"It's a pizza shop. Look, you don't have to take it, but it's there."

"I...uh...okay. I'll see about it when I get there, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. I gotta go, let me know about that flight, yeah?" I agreed and we hung up.

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