VI“HERI – THAT YOU?” I smiled “Missed you. Been awhile.”
“Yea, I know. Not like I had a lot of choice in it.” She smiled in her voice.
“I always wondered what happened to you. But where are you, really? I don't see you around, just hear your voice in my head.”
“Oh, yea. Well, try this: close your eyes.”
WE WERE IN THE BACK of my 50-something Chevy. RV lights on, curtains closed. Stacks of books behind our heads and on the floorboard by our feet.
“Heri – wow. This is what, my dreams?”
“Something like that. It's how I remember our last night together.” She sniffed at that.
I looked over and saw a tear running down her cheek. And went to wipe it off with my hand, then stopped. “You are still cute, and I'm sorry you're upset. But did you have to make me a teenager again?”
Heri smiled a
