QUEEN OF THE NIGHT…
…It is night and I cannot sleep.
Jed cannot sleep either.
I can hear him turning in his bed but I do not speak.
Steve is asleep.
It must be about three in the morning.
There are strange voices outside my window and a knock at the back door.
I wait for Jed to get it, which he does, eventually.
I listen to the conversation – two guys in search of some ‘American chick’-
Jed eventually convinces them that she is not inside.
I wish she was and play with that thought for awhile.
Jed climbs back into his bed.
There are strange voices on the other side of the apartment
and then… a knock at the front door.
I start to laugh.
Jed sighs and goes to the door.
They go through the whole rigmarole
again practically word for word as I resort
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