Office Visit
By J.M. Snyder
As an English professor at Richmond College,
I was as excited as my students were about the end of the semester.
I had a few precious days between my last exam and my first summer
course, and I planned to spend the mini-vacation with my lover,
Lee. A pediatrician, Lee worked days at the clinic and, since I
usually taught class at night, we rarely seemed to have time for
each other anymore. But he’d promised to duck out of the office
early on the day of my last exam, and I couldn’t wait to finally
have him all to myself.
Unfortunately, when I pulled into our
driveway, mine was the only car in front of the small townhouse we
shared. My anticipation turned sour, and I felt the first stab of
annoyance with my less-than-punctual lover. “You said you’d b
