Hall of Infinite Doors

You grab her torso gently and give her a hug. She cries softly, and you rock together in the moonlight. After ten minutes, Celeste stops crying, and wipes her eyes.

"Look, I have to be going," she says, "I was just using you anyway. Who am I kidding?"

"I said I'd pay for your dress."

"No. That's ok. Marie was the one who did it."

"I don't like to see people cry. Besides I was involved."

She laughes lightly. "Your girlfriend must love you."

"I'm not presently with a girlfriend," you explain.

She smiles weakly, and you feel like a dork. She stands up to go.

"Here," you say hurriedly, "take my number and call me if you change your mind." You scribble down your number on a piece of paper and hand it to her.

"Thanks Chris."

You go back to your place and sleep. Classes Friday are a bore. The weekend homework is terrible. Plus you need money. When you return and flip on your cell phone, there is a voice message. You begin listening.

"Hey Chris! This is Daniella. Celeste gave me your number. Give me a call. My number is 433-0807."