“Hello? Who’s calling, please?”
“Mel, it’s me, Dana.”
“Dana, where in the world are you? Are you okay? I’ve been worried sick!”
“I’m a little tired but I’m fine. I knew you’d be worried and I’m sorry. This is the first chance I’ve had to get to a phone.”
“Where’s your cell?”
“Oh, I have it, but I can’t use it right now.”
“Why not? Where the hell are you?”
“Mel please calm down. Everything’s fine. I can explain.”
“Please do!”
I spent the next five minutes explaining the course of my day after our last conversation to my half sick with worry girlfriend. By the time I was done, I could sense that she’d calmed down a little, but she was still upset over the entire situation that I was in and that she was also in by association with me.
“Baby, I’m so sorry that your good name is being
