CHAPTER 17
The ride back to the hotel began uncomfortably for us both. I'm sure Susie didn't know what to say. What do you talk about when you pick someone up from the hospital after they attempted suicide? Especially since the attempt came shortly after they last saw you. What could I say to her? For one thing, I knew almost none of their personal history. I was deathly afraid of displaying ignorance of my body's life.
That was the problem. As much as I wanted to connect with Susie on a more intimate, and yes, physical basis, I knew so little about the man I had now become. How could I explain the considerable gaps in my memory?
It also gave me pause to consider why was I so horny? After all, given what I had been through in the past week, you would think s*x would be the last thing on
