The fare was only $7.75 so I couldn't have swapped if I wanted to. I sat at the taxi stand for an hour and a young couple climbed in the back seat. "2...00 Central Park West, and take your time, we're in no hurry." The man said. YES!!!! At last a fare that would meet the time and money requirements. I looked in the rear view mirror at the woman, she was young and beautiful, she had the bluest eyes I've ever seen and she literally glowed with good health. I didn't see much more after I started off. He hasn't told me to speak.“Good girl.”“Byron,” Lucy says. “Please.” There's an urgency in her voice. She wants him to leave, and it's not just because of her job.He finally obliges, leaving me in my humiliation.Lucy stands me up, cleans me, and makes my bed. This time, though, she stays with me. She unzips her jacket pocket, and deals the cards again.“Still friends?” she asks.“Yeah,” I say. “Of course. Sorry about whatever happened back there.”“Don't worry about it.” She looks at her hand,. "Ethan Connor," he added, wondering as soon as he said it why he had given his full name."I think you're really cute, Ethan Connor," Carolyn, who hadn't bothered to volunteer her own last name, said. The slight slur in her speech gave credence to the fact that the drink in her hand was far from her first of the night. "Cute enough to just eat you all up." Thank you," Ethan replied automatically, not sure of how else to respond to a statement like that."Would you like that?" she further asked. .. ?Author's note: Please understand that the ER staff had already given Rob a rather significant painkiller, and it was starting to work pretty well, so perhaps he was a little bit woozy by now. Yeah, maybe that was it. So don't judge him too harshly for his reaction to the events in the MRI room.The door opened and a technician came out and called my name. "Robert Lister?" At least he didn't do the "rhyme time" game. I had to smile at Faith's temporary discomfort. Not her fault, but Dad and I.