Chapter Seven
More than anything in the world I wanted to stumble into Will again. I made myself as available as I knew how; but for a week I didn’t catch a glimpse of him other than a quick view from my front window, when one morning I saw him climb into a little red Fiat and drive away. My fantasies were filled with thoughts of making love to him, which was a good diversion in light of Jane’s absence. I was possessed anew, but day after day of not seeing him, I began to doubt that he really wanted to see me again. In the midst of my anxious anticipation, I felt a full range of disappointment and hurt, as if I believed that something special had happened that one night that would never happen again. How silly of me to assume so much. He probably had a girlfriend and our one night was jus
