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From: Love Pirate <buckaneer@my-deja.com>
Subject: {ASSM} An Early Call, Epilogue (No Sex) 7/7
Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2001 08:10:03 -0500
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This story is an original work of fiction. It in no way resembles any
persons living or deceased. It is purely a work of fantasy and is
intended for the use of adults only. If you are under the age of 18, or
are prohibited by law to have access to such materials, please stop
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Love Pirate
buckaneer@my-deja.com


Epilogue

	A month later I got a phone call from Sandy, the state program
director. Because Gerri had resigned a vacancy had opened on the
Coordinating Council. The Council had asked her to sound me out about
my willingness to serve. This was just the kind of opportunity I had
been hired for, so I said yes immediately. The irony that I was now
filling Gerri's place did not escape me.
	So began monthly trips to Capital City, which lasted for a year
and a half. On one of those trips a few months later I met Naomi, the
woman who had been Gerri's second in command at the University City
agency. She was now directing the agency and, since it was one of the
largest programs in the state, she was also elected to the Council.
When we had a moment alone I asked her about Gerri. She told me that
Gerri never made that morning meeting with the federal representatives.
Gerri had phoned Naomi before eight o'clock, told her she was resigning
effective immediately, had driven home to University City, submitted
her written resignation, spent three days packing up her apartment and
had left for points east. Naomi had heard from her a few times since.
Gerri was living with her psychiatrist friend, was very happy, and was
planning to be married as soon as the divorce was final.

	Naomi was easy to talk to, seemed an understanding person, and
although she lived a very different life than Gerri, had been Gerri's
close friend. As we talked, my anguish at the strange end of this
incredible episode welled up in me. "Why," I sobbed, "why did we have
only one night? It could have been something so beautiful." Naomi
thought for a moment and then answered, "Sometimes the first time is
the best." Of all the explanations I have heard or thought of, Naomi's
is the only one that gives a modicum of satisfaction. Still, I
sometimes think of what might have been. Perhaps this little story is
just my way of mourning.


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