"If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life."
Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
The apartment was clean and the sheets were removed from the furniture. It was as if I had been there the day before. I pulled my suitcase back to the bedroom. The bed was rumpled as if someone had been lying there.
I could smell Evan in this room as if he had only left it a moment ago. I went into the kitchen and saw a new espresso maker on the counter. A strawberry cup sat in the sink. I opened the refrigerator. Inside was cream, diet soda, and a bottle of Chateau Ste. Michelle and leftover Chinese food.
Evan had been here. I stepped back into the living room and saw that my bookshelves were still empty, except for a copy of The Old Man and the Sea. I sat on my used sofa and
