[Dean's World] J.A. Eddy: Methuselah's Daughter, Part 3, Chapter 23

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Posted by J.A. Eddy:
Methuselah's Daughter, Part 3, Chapter 23
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                                 Chapter 23

   Ann Arbor, March 2005

   I was getting kind of used to her patterns. Even after I told her it
   was counterproductive, weâd still lose a day here or there talking
   philosophy or politics or religion. She didnât seem to believe in God
   but did respect spirituality in others, and her take on politics was
   always wild. Then sometimes sheâd just abruptly tell me to get lost
   for a few days because she wanted a break.

   Once, she was out of touch for a whole week, then called me one
   morning out of the blue and asked me to come meet her for breakfast
   the next day at eight in the morning. So I was kind of confused when
   there was no answer to repeated knocks on her door.

   Suddenly, the door burst open. She leaned against the doorjamb,
   rubbing her head and running her hand through her hair, which was a
   complete mess. She was in her bare feet and wearing nothing but an
   enormous blue and gold football jersey.

   âMorning,â she mumbled, her eyes half lidded and a dreamy smile on her
   lips. âForgot you were coming, sorry,â she mumbled, rubbing and
   scratching her head.

   âWow,â I said, involuntarily.

   She grinned sleepily, turned, and said, âCome on in.â Then she looked
   at the clock on the wall and yelled. âYo Beef! Itâs after eight!â

   I heard a thump from her suiteâs bedroom and a deep grunt. I looked
   around the suite and said, âDear Jesus.â There was at least a case of
   beer cans, several empty whisky bottles, and some empty Chinese food
   and pizza boxes, along with what looked like mostly her clothes strewn
   all over the place. Some of the furniture was on its side and the
   coffee table was obviously broken. I just stared at her while she made
   her way to the kitchenette and poured out some juice.

   âThirsty?â she asked.

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