Monday, May 28, 2007

Something Blue

"The nurse skillfully ajusted the scale with several quick sweeps of her fingertips until it finally settled at 126 1/2.

"127" she said out loud.

I glared at her. Why did she think I'd wanted Marcuse to turn around. "Looked like 126 1/2 to me," I said.

She ignored me, recording 127 on my chart.

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