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once upon a time...

My mother still wasn't happy about "HIM". There were things he did that she couldn't pin on him directly, but she was suspicious! Like the calls he made to me every night, and when I didn't answer he either hung up or wouldn't leave a message. Sometimes he called late at night, the phone seeming to ring incredibly loud, just once, before I could grab it.
"Your mom hates me", he kept saying.
"She doesn't even know you", I said.
"And to know me as you have discovered, is to love me", he said.
...Because of this and other frustrations, my mother started making new rules. "No phone calls after 8:30,"she said one morning over her coffee cup, "Your friends should know better!"
"I can`t stop them from calling", I said.
"Okay, so you tell them you will get your phone taken away, she said courtly.
"Okay"...
There were other things too. Some nights when "HIM" knew I couldn't see him, he would drive by and just beep or sit idling at the corner of the building( pallat) across from my window. I knew he was waiting for me, but I could never go! I knew he knew that too. But he still came and waited. So, I would just lie there, smiling to myself, goofily secure in the knowledge that he was thinking about me for those few rumbling minutes before he hit the gas and screeched away...