Jovie

He said he loved me.

Did he say that or did you say it?

I’m certain he said that. Or did we say it together? Perhaps, I could have said it first, but I’m sure he agreed at some point.

You sound a little confused.

Don’t patronize me. I’m forgetful, sometimes, but never confused.

You know there’s someone else, don’t you.

Of course I know! I caught them together, didn’t I?

Don’t be upset with me. Your anger should be directed toward your cheating, ex-fiancé.

Did he really break it off with me?

He thinks you’re pathetic.

Did he say that?

He just as well should have. Now he’s going to give the ring to its rightful owner. You know he’s giving her back the ring.

When?

Didn’t he tell you he was supposed to give it to her last New Year’s Eve?

Yes.

Then that’s what he plans to do. He’ll make up for lost time and give it to her tomorrow night.

But he promised to spend New Year’s Eve with me.

Somehow that doesn’t look promising.

What am I to do?

I think you know what you have to do.

The telephone ringing startled me. I let my machine pick up.

“Hello, this is Jovie, please leave a message.”

“Jovie, this is Dr. Welch. Jovie, I’m concerned. You’ve missed several appointments. We need to talk. Please callthe office as soon as possible to schedule an appointment.”

“Dr. Welch, I can’t see you right now. I’m in the middle of a crisis,” I said to myself as I looked at the telephone. Then I laughed. Why was all of this so very funny?