My friend David, who could never leave anything alone, asked what was wrong with me. “Nothing,” I said “just thinking about something.” He laughed. “You’re not thinking about something, you’re thinking about someone. I can see your nipples through your shirt, dumbass.” I punched him. I did that a lot. But he was right. I tried to find my cop in the crowd, but he had disappeared. It was halftime now and I was half paying attention to the band. I was busy. Then I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I needed it to be a little stronger vibration, but I yanked it out like it was on fire anyway. It was him. “Have my own deal with a friend, have to fuck you before Monday. Prefer now.” It’s a good thing I was already sitting down. The thought of us ripping each other’s clothes off in front of the whole crowd flashed through my mind. Obviously that wasn’t what he meant, but it was my first instinct. I stood up and looked toward the exit. There he was, staring back at me with a huge grin on. ’ Mandy looked at her life long friend standing before her looking like a child who had just been scolded by his mother. ‘Of course he would want to spend time with his parents,’ she thought. Her anger instantly melted away. ‘I’m sorry Johnny. I guess I can be so thoughtless sometimes. It’s just that I have missed you and I was so excited when mom told me you were coming.’ Johnny crossed the short distance between them and hugged her. ‘I’m here now. Let’s sit and we can talk.’ They sat on the couch and talked for the next two hours. Mandy started first, telling Johnny about her life for the last three years. She talked about her major and her classes and things she had done. The one thing that she didn’t talk about was Gary. Johnny didn’t ask as he really didn’t want to know. He then told her all about going through basic and life in the Army. She noticed that the one thing he didn’t talk about was the year he spent in Iraq. Their mothers were always in contact through e-mail or phone.
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