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“I hope that moose is insured. He hit me pretty hard,” he moaned as I adjusted the ice pack.
“Glad he didn’t hurt your sense of humor. And I thought you hit him.”
“Nope. He blindsided me. Practically walked right on top of the car. I’m damn glad I didn’t bring my baby with me. I’d be crying.”
“Baby?” I asked. I knew he was speaking of some automobile.
“I usually drive a 1959 Ferrari 250 SWB Revival. The thing is sweet,” he said closing his eyes and leaning back against the couch.
“You don’t strike me as a classic car type.”
He sat up and said, “That is not just a car. I have a picture of it in my phone.”
Really? He’s got pictures of his car?I could never be a man. They are the hardest creatures to figure out.
Andrew felt his pockets and then got up and looked in the couch. Even lifted the cushions. “Damn it. I fucking lost my phone.”
“Maybe you forgot it in the police car. Would you like me to call it and see if he answers?” I offered.
Totally frustrated, he said, “Sure.”
“Can I have your number?” I asked.
He asked, “Didn’t I give it to you already?”
“Yes, but…well…I never thought I’d use it, so I didn’t put it in my phone.”
“Ouch.”
“Does your head hurt?” I asked.
“No. My ego,” he said. “Here’s my number again if you want it.”
“Sorry. I’ll save it this time.” I dialed it and sure enough, the policeman answered.
“Patrolman Simons.”
“Hi. I’m here with Andrew Heart. He’s the one who hit the moose,” I said.
“He hit me,” Andrew corrected.
I rolled my eyes. “I mean he’s the man whose car was recently vandalized by a moose. I’m glad you found his phone. When can we come and pick it up?”
“You can stop by the station in the morning. I’ll leave it with the desk sergeant.”
“Thank you so much. Have a good night.” I ended the call and said, “I guess we’d better get to bed. I mean, it looks like we have a lot to do early.”
“You don’t have to chauffeur me around. I can call a taxi. But you look tired. Maybe you should get some rest. I’ll be okay.”
“You are not sitting here by yourself. What if something happens and you need me?”
He chuckled. “I’ll call out your name.”
“Nope. I’m staying right here with you. Maybe we can watch one of those movies on your phone.” He glared at me and I giggled. “Or maybe we can play cards?”
“Strip poker?” he said jokingly.
“Maybe when you’re feeling better,” I said.
