Challenge: They say everything can be distilled to one of two plotlines: somebody goes away, or somebody comes back.
On the Road
You wake to the phone. It's Lex. He's home and he's getting into the car right now. You hear a rustling and try to guess how much he's giving the driver. You do this every time. You're always right.
Lex says, I love you, but you almost miss the words in your yawn. He says it again, joking that you did that on purpose. Maybe he doesn't say them enough, but the words don't mean the same thing when you have to pull them out like that. They sound best like this, over the phone, Lex racing home to you.
07/31/03