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We all stared at the wall. Then Pete recalled that when he was working for a hematologist, he had gotten to know someone in the blood bank at the medical center. They were on friendly terms, but he wasn’t sure the person was on call that night. When we heard, “Hey, buddy,” we knew he was. This conversation lasted longer, but when Pete hung up the phone, we had a plan. suddenly, the doorbell rang. There stood Jennifer, an old friend who had graduated that spring and had a job in Jackson. She had borrowed Tim’s vacuum cleaner and was returning it.
I felt a little foolish. I also realized I didn’t want to marry her. I didn’t know her well enough. My standards continued to evolve. I decided I’d only marry couples whose relationships seemed loving and durable. I wanted to feel their commitment to each other, to believe that they had the ability to hang on in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, etc. Not that it mattered how seriously I took my role as Universal Life minister since no one expressed any interest in my services. For the next eleven years, the only CREATIVE NONFICTION 29 weddings I attended were as a guest.
Most of the time, at least until we buy that new mattress we’re going to buy for the guest room, one of us goes downstairs to sleep on the couch—a couch, I should say, we both want to replace as soon as possible. on taking care of each other on sleeping with someone else in the room I snore like a monster, I’ve always been told. When I was around seven and slept over at my aunt’s house, my cousin Nancy, with whom I shared the room, threw a pillow at me to get me to stop. I didn’t even turn over, or so goes the story.