"I Say I'll Go Through Fire"
Sitting in their hotel room. She's crying. Tracing the lip of her water glass.
He doesn't know whether to attribute this to her lovely stubbornness or her own version of insanity. What about her attracts the Crazies? Why does she let herself seek them out? And then fall for them?
He first thought that her mood swings were her period. Because that's what she told him. Eventually, she confessed about the Guy. How she was in love with him. Even though this idiot Guy usually only communicated to her through emails.
"Is the sex good, at least?"
He was hoping for a laugh, a break in the tension. For her to deny any sex. He wanted her to be a virgin. Or a whore. Or both.
"We don't have sex. He can't. He's impotent."
He wanted to ask about more details. But he didn't have the heart. He wanted to recommend- or suggest alternatives, or offer advice. This was worse than he had suspected. This man got her with his heart.
Her story was inconsistent. The last time, she had said it was incredible. And cried harder. Something about cyber sex. Or her imagination. Which made him worry even more.
"Crazy He Calls Me" sung by Anita O'Day
Sitting in their hotel room. She's crying. Tracing the lip of her water glass.
He doesn't know whether to attribute this to her lovely stubbornness or her own version of insanity. What about her attracts the Crazies? Why does she let herself seek them out? And then fall for them?
He first thought that her mood swings were her period. Because that's what she told him. Eventually, she confessed about the Guy. How she was in love with him. Even though this idiot Guy usually only communicated to her through emails.
"Is the sex good, at least?"
He was hoping for a laugh, a break in the tension. For her to deny any sex. He wanted her to be a virgin. Or a whore. Or both.
"We don't have sex. He can't. He's impotent."
He wanted to ask about more details. But he didn't have the heart. He wanted to recommend- or suggest alternatives, or offer advice. This was worse than he had suspected. This man got her with his heart.
Her story was inconsistent. The last time, she had said it was incredible. And cried harder. Something about cyber sex. Or her imagination. Which made him worry even more.
"Crazy He Calls Me" sung by Anita O'Day
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