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It’s interesting how you can tell someone everything they need to know by not telling them anything.
I spent exactly one day feeling sad about the loss of the idea of Danny until I looked at the reality of Danny. I’d gone typically mad for him and done all the things we girls do, gone all the [...]
Ben Gurion International Airport. Words from an old correspondence with Danny describe it best. It was “7 different kinds of hell in a three-stage rocket”.
After answering 27 different questions about what I was doing in Israel, I was directed to a baggage inspection area. I had two bags to check (one was mine, the [...]
We were only blocks away from Little Branch, so he settled the tab and I led the way.
It was crowded when we arrived, but the hostess assured us a table would be available presently. We took a seat on the stairs to nowhere facing the bar and carried on our conversation, as [...]
I’m at pool table 12 – tell the guy at the door that you’re Staci – cover is taken care of.
I liked that. Still, I was nervous. I walked around the block again to calm my nerves before going in. Even thought to dip in to the corner bar and have a quick shot of [...]
He was a poet. That much was certain. His profile was pure poetry. I wrote to tell him so.
I’d forgotten I had written by the time I received a response. I had to revisit his profile to remember. Ah yes. It had been his words. The photographs hadn’t particularly appealed to me. That is, all [...]
See you at 8…I’m the midget wearing man heels.
OK. I’m leaving now. I’m the pimply faced round girl wearing a prom dress. I don’t think you’ll miss me – unless there’s another prom event going on there? That would be awkward.
Herb had proposed we meet for dinner and drinks at a neighborhood Spanish restaurant. I’d [...]
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