January 08, 2007
Page 13
I could pull out the obituary notice again and look, but it wouldn't make a difference. I've forgotten her name. That's just that.
When I meet old friends, our stories about her fall into a sort of rhythm. None of them remember her name, either. Wow, it's been a while, they say. Remember that the girl who'd sleep with anyone? Yeah, whatsername. I've completely forgotten it. Yeah, I slept with her I don't know how many times. I wonder how she's doing these days. It'd be great to run into her on the street sometime.
Back in the day, there was that girl who'd sleep with anyone.
That's her name.
Of course, strictly speaking, it wasn't true that she slept with everyone. She did have some standards.
Posted by tim at January 8, 2007 07:59 PM
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