But what was time and space when everything was one? That was what the Master said. The morphine in her bloodstreamĬhased after her, and she was too tired to run from Ilonka returned to her bed and lay down beneath Time." Anya didn't want to talk about it anymore. You should call him." Anya put the statue back in the box. "That I was sorry." "You should write him. Seem any point." "What did you want to say to him?" Anya's lower lip trembled. I thought of writing him but there didn't Like I said last night, we probablyĭon't even have one." "You said you haven't seen Bill since. "There's being sick in the body, and there's being sick in the soul." She shrugged. But it's not why you got sick."Īnya touched the broken leg of the girl on the clay statue. Look, you did something that you feel guilty about. You probably had the cancer for years before you knew it." "I got sick a year after that, in my right leg. Anya, you don't think you got cancer in your leg because of what happened that night?" "On this statue? Yeah, but that doesn't mean anything. "I said the only part he broke was my right leg," Anya said. Then Anya whispered something Ilonka didn't catch and she had to ask her to repeat it. Ilonka leaned over and hugged her, and Anya buried her face in her chest. She had no more tears, but the pain on her face went deeper than her illness. I never saw him again,"Īnya stopped once more. He broke this statue and then he turned around and left. He was just reaching for something to break. After giving us his long hard stare, he reached over and grabbed it and threw it to the floor. I had it on my chest of drawers, near the door, when Bill It was supposed to be the two of us-I was going to give it to him for Valentine's Day, which was the next week. "I was making this for Bill when this happened. But that night, when Bill saw me, I could have been a worm he had thought was long dead."Īnya stopped and held up her clay statue. The day we met, it was as if we had known each other a thousand years.
That hurt the most because of what I said earlier. But he stared at me as if he didn't know me. He stared at me right then, and what hurt the most was not that he looked simply mad. "Bill walked in and there we were, the two of us, blinking at Bill. It was like a part of me had been waiting for it. That's another thing: I wasn't surprised when the light suddenly went on. And I said there was no way Bill was coming over to my house, but you know it was always there-the possibility-since I hadn't called him. If I had just wanted to go to bed with Charlie I could have gone to his place. I see now, in some perverted way, that I wanted it all to happen as it did. I prayed to God it was him."Īnya nodded, a tear slipping out of her right eye.Īnya opened her eyes and snorted. Right in the middle of theĪct, I closed my eyes and tried to pretend as hard as I could that it was Bill. The weird thing was-the whole time-I hated it.
Ten minutes tops and we were naked and in bed. We were in the house maybe five minutes and he pinned me up against the wall and started kissing me Uke I was a piece of plasterboard he was trying to drill a hole into. Don't ask me why, Ilonka, there is no answer except that I'm a fool. But there I was, ready to screw my brains out with him. Boy, I thought as I let Charlie in the front door, what they would have thought about my latest date! Charlie was the kind of guy who was so slimy you felt like you had to spray your hands with disinfectant after touching him. They didn't like him-they didn't like any guy I saw. Bill didn't know my parents were out of town and he never got near them. I also knew for a fact that Bill would not be at my house waiting for me. You see, my parents were away for the weekend and I went ahead and invited Charlie back to my place, knowing it would only lead to us having sex. I just shined him on, you know, I was such a bitch. And I didn't even call Bill to tell him I wasn't going to be available. But what I did was go out with Chariie the same night I was supposed to go out with Bill.
Then again, I had always been attracted to trouble, until I met Bill. He was obviously trouble from the word go. Because I didn't want to go out with him. Charlie asked me out and I said all right-the words just came out of my mouth. I can't remember where I met him-I can't even
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