“Good morning, operating engineers. How may I help you?”
“Wow,” I thought. “What a sexy voice.”
“Hello?” the sexy voice said again.
“Oh, I said, feeling stupid. I’m sorry. I’d like to talk to Mr. Frank Antignani.”
“Mr. Antignani is in a meeting right now. Is there something I can help you with?”
“Could you just tell him that Jesse Cruz called and would like to talk to him? My number is 221-8794. Thank you.”
Sitting back on the couch, I thought, “He ain’t gonna call back.” I took a sip of coffee, a drag on my cigarette. I began wondering about everything that had happened in the last year and a half. I met my first true love, had the best summer of my life, went through my first broken heart, learned that “time does heal all wounds,” and accepted that I would probably never see Molly
