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A Phone Call
Posted on October 14, 2002 in Visitors
The cell phone rings. Naked because I have just got out of bed, I trot into the living room and answer it. A thick voice cloaked in crackle asks “Hello, Joel. This is Blaz. Remember me?”
“Yes, Blaz,” I reply. “Boris told me you were coming.”
“I’m in Santa Barbara. I’ll be in San Francisco this evening.”
“I’m in Los Angeles.”
“Oh, when are you coming back?”
“I live down here now.”
“You live down there? How long has that been?”
“Three years.”
“Well, I’ll be in Los Angeles later. We can get together for a drink or something.”
Does time do this when we get older, compress the years so that we overlook the intervals when we refind old friends? I wonder what wrinkles I will notice in his face when we meet?
