‘Babe, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise it was still open, I…’ She leant around me and clicked play ‘What are you doing’ I questioned as the ...oans of the porn girl filled my speakers. ‘I haven’t watched porn for years!’ She said ‘Is this one good?’ ‘I…errr.. I guess, errrm, we really don’t have to watch this you know’ I stammered. ‘No, I want to watch it, see what I’ve been missing out on,’ she winked at me. So we both watched the porn on my computer, it was surreal to put it mildly, two people. It hasn’t been the greatest day.” My heart skips a beat. Game on. “I’m so sorry to hear that, Rick.” I take a step closer, placing both of my hands flat on his chest and running them up towards his shoulders. “Listen, I don’t want to bother you, but I came to see about getting my hours back. Is that still ok?” I ask. Being this close to him is making my heart pound. I bet he can hear it. “Of course. I told you as soon as you could come back, you’d have your old job. There will be a few pissed. . she couldn’t manage a Grimaldi. I would send my “regrets,” of course. I thought about my crazy weekend last year. Was I Laura’s frolic among her inferiors? Her bit of rough?I was invited to give a paper in Adelaide, at the South Australia Museum, and dug into my (old) notes from my trip to the Great Victoria Desert while I was at Long Pocket. I went to Merchant of Venice at the Theatre Centre, but it wasn’t the same without Bettina. I realized that Shakespeare was far more when you discussed. After a moment, you get your bearings: you’re sleeping on your friend Niall’s couch. You’re not homeless—well, technically you are, but it’s only temporary and not your fault. Four years ago, you moved in with your girlfriend April. Four days ago, she kicked you out. Niall said you were welcome to sleep in his home office until you could settle on an apartment, and you were happy to take him up on the offer.The sound you heard is your cell phone going off; it’s clearly somewhere in the room,.