Can You Sue Your Parents For Malpractice?
It WAS Paula Danziger!
"Remember when you said you already knew about me?"
He nods.
"Well, how did you? Was it my charm, wit, and stunning appearance?" I pretend to model.
He grins. "No, actually, it was books."
"Books?"
"Yeah, books. I moved here during a vacation and didn't know people. So I spent most of my time reading books from the library. Almost every book I picked out had your name in it. Same with the school library. I figured we probably had the same interests. So I checked up on you a little. If I hadn't run into you and Bonnie that day, I would have met you some other way."
Books. I can't believe it. Books.
"You do have all the other things you mentioned," he says. "But I do wish you'd change one thing, though."
I wonder what it is. He must have discovered that I'm really a jerk or that I pick my toenails.
I wait for him to go on.
He says nothing, but smiles.
The suspense is killing me.
He's not going to say anything unless I ask.
"Well," I yell. "What is it?"
I stop, close my eyes, and wait to hear the worst.
"I wish you'd read a little faster. There are a couple of books I put on reserve that you have out."
Can You Sue Your Parents for Malpractice?. (c)1979. Paula Danziger.
"Remember when you said you already knew about me?"
He nods.
"Well, how did you? Was it my charm, wit, and stunning appearance?" I pretend to model.
He grins. "No, actually, it was books."
"Books?"
"Yeah, books. I moved here during a vacation and didn't know people. So I spent most of my time reading books from the library. Almost every book I picked out had your name in it. Same with the school library. I figured we probably had the same interests. So I checked up on you a little. If I hadn't run into you and Bonnie that day, I would have met you some other way."
Books. I can't believe it. Books.
"You do have all the other things you mentioned," he says. "But I do wish you'd change one thing, though."
I wonder what it is. He must have discovered that I'm really a jerk or that I pick my toenails.
I wait for him to go on.
He says nothing, but smiles.
The suspense is killing me.
He's not going to say anything unless I ask.
"Well," I yell. "What is it?"
I stop, close my eyes, and wait to hear the worst.
"I wish you'd read a little faster. There are a couple of books I put on reserve that you have out."
Can You Sue Your Parents for Malpractice?. (c)1979. Paula Danziger.