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I put my hands out, palm down, to appease her.
“I need to get all my ducks in a row,” I explained.
Junie’s mouth hung open for a moment before she asked, “What fuckin’ ducks?”
“I have to go to the doctor to confirm. I need to make a plan, a romantic one, to tell him. And I’m a tiny bit nervous that there’s the smallest chance, a microscopic one, that he won’t be pleased. I need to prepare myself for that possibility.”
“You’re crazy,” she concluded.
I laughed. “Well, we know that!”
Junie snorted and I continued. “I’m going to call on Monday and get an appointment. I’m also going to tell Mara. Probably tomorrow. I need her to know.”
Junie opened her mouth to argue with me some more, but I cut her off.
“Why don’t we talk about you, now? What are you going to do?”
Junie checked the time on her cell. “I’m going to call him.”
She pulled up his number and clicked.
After a few rings, she was sent to voicemail.
“I guess I deserved that,” she said, her voice soft and low in a way I’d never heard it.
“He rejected the call?” I asked, “How do you know?”
“It just cut off mid-ring.” She held up her cell as if to show me proof. Just then it rang in her hand, startling us both. She jumped, I screamed, then we looked at each other and screamed with laughter.
Looking at the screen, she got serious real fast.
“It’s him.”
“Do you want me to leave?” I asked hurriedly, bracing my hands on the couch to push myself up.
“No! Stay, please,” she exclaimed, grabbing my arm. It rang again. She stared at it.
“Junie! Pick up the damn call!”
She touched her screen and brought the phone to her ear.
“Lenny?” she said softly.
I could hear his side of the conversation almost as easily as Junie could. He expelled a breath.
“Junie, Fuck. It’s so good to hear your sweet voice.”
Junie hiccoughed a tiny sob. “I miss you, Lenny.”
“I miss you too, Junie, so fucking much,” he replied, his voice deep and husky with feeling.
“Can I see you?” She asked, her voice small.
I heard him sigh. “I’m out of town until the end of the week.”
“Friday?”
“Yes, please, God, Friday. But, Junie, I’ve had a lot of time to think things through. You deserved better than what you got from me. I don’t know if I can be what you deserve. I am not a perfect man, not even close.”
