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I was still walking on air Wednesday. Now, I was walking on air thinking of what Fred and I would do this weekend. Did he want to get on top, did he want me on top. Did he want a blowjob? Oh yeah he could have a blowjob. More than one if he wanted it. Would he want to eat me?

He didn't call.

Hospital policy was that we had to leave our phones in the nurses' station on silent. I started carrying mine in my pocket on vibrate. I might get reprimanded, but it would be worth it.

The weekend came and Fred didn't call. I sat home all weekend staring at my phone.

He didn't call the following week.

A month later, for the first time since that weekend with Fred, I went out for a drink with MaryAnn, my roommate and Marsha, the thirty-something divorcee who I worked with. They let me drown my sorrows in vodka and more vodka. I spilled my guts to them. I didn't leave out much.

I couldn't imagine what I did wrong.

"Well, MaryAnn, I suppose it's our job to find another guy for Liz." ...

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