The Night I Loved You — An Erotic Awakening - Plot & Excerpts
I only know that it was after I had already fallen in love with J. And I’m sure I’ll spend the rest of my life wondering what might have happened if the order of things had been reversed. My car broke down late on that Friday for what turned out to be the very last time. The little Citröen that I’d inherited from my grandmother, and which I’m sure you still remember from the lemon-yellow paint job that seemed the perfect match for the name. I called J., hoping to catch him still at home, but he’d been called in early to work. In the middle of a four-long stint of nights for his ER rotation, he’d be pulling a sixteen-hour shift tonight, already on his way to the hospital. He told me to call the auto club or just get a cab home, an impatience in his voice that I’d been getting used to lately, as work overwhelmed him. But I won’t describe where J. and I were at that point as a “rough patch” or any of the other clichés, because that would make it sound like I was trying to shape an excuse for what happened between you and I.
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