6 March — Saturday

All Saturdays are long but none so long as this. I should have gone to him last night. I think I knew as much the minute I hung up the phone. I should have gone to him directly to save myself this waiting.

I play our scene tomorrow over and over in my mind, writing dialogue for both of us. For Bill Cubbins and Jennifer Starr.

Time rushes and crawls, all at once. Tomorrow’s entry should be more gripping than today’s.

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