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Monday, January 7, 2013

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i  walked most of the way down the steps toward my cary before i stopped . i looked back up . i said ," 'm alan , by the way ."
"you said that already ."
she was letting me know that my script was redundant . i took antother step down the stairs , turned agin ." you have a name ?"
she paused long enough that i wan't sure she was goign to tell me . she tossed the flower bud into ice plant . . finally , she said ," army ."
amy was the name of the girl from hidden hills . the one i never saw sunbathing by the pool ." thanks for your help . amy . can i give you my number ? if you hear from cara ?"
she narrowed her eyes ," sure ."
i thought she might make her own mobile phone materialize from somewhere . my younger patients did that whenever i imparted data they considered worthy of thier recall . data didn't exist for them until punched into their phones .
amy didn't move a muscle . a breeze pushed a wisp of hair from her fore head . a quick shaft of sunlight poke through the haze , and for a protracted moment wee were both in sunshine . i started to fumble for my sunglassess . but the solar spotlight flashed off suddenly as it hadd emerged .
i asked ," you want to write it down ?"
"i'll  remember ."
i gave her the number . her lips moved as she committed it to memory .

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