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June 6, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio

“Jos,” I sighed. “It’s not that simple.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Come on! You know that would end things between Melody and me!”

“I believe Melody has been good for you, but is she THE ONE? Wait! Don’t answer. If she was, you wouldn’t be dating Tasha and Katy, and you wouldn’t still be carrying a torch for Angie.”

“Angie is just a friend,” I protested.

Jocelyn smiled, “I’ll take that wager anytime you want to make it. You can answer my first question now.”

I sighed, “I have no idea. Isn’t that the point of dating?”

“Yes, of course. But do you think she’ll let us be as close as we’ve been? And if not, can she actually be THE ONE?”

“Hang on! Didn’t you tell me that you couldn’t come between my future wife and me?”

“That’s true, but being a close friend doesn’t mean coming between the two of you.”

“You have me totally confused, Jos. What is it you want?”

“To be Mik and Jos. I know I can’t be your wife because of the accident. I know you aren’t looking for a ‘brood mare’ or anything of the sort, but having your own children has always been important to you. I knew that, and it’s why I had such difficulty in telling you about the hysterectomy.”

“And being ‘Mik and Jos’ means sleeping together? For how long? Our whole lives?”

“No, of course not. But, you aren’t exclusive with Melody, and she basically forced you to stop sleeping with me. Why?”

“She sees you as a threat.”

“And she’ll always see me as a threat.”

“Are you jealous?” I asked.

“Not the way you mean,” Jocelyn sighed. “But you have all new friends...”

“And you’re afraid you’re an afterthought?”

“I suppose that’s the best way to put it,” Jocelyn sighed.

In a sense, she was right. It was the very issue I’d talked about with my mom the day I’d arrived home from Taft. I’d put it in terms of time, but it really was about my true priorities. I hadn’t really given enough thought to anything other than my primary goal. Melody had pushed me to do that, as had others, but really, in the end, I simply hadn’t given them the thought I should have.

Worse, I’d assumed that Jocelyn and I would always be the way we had been, and that it would just happen, without serious effort, because it had always happened without serious effort. It just ‘was’. Now, it was going to be work — hard work.

“May I be totally honest?” I asked.

“If not with me, then with whom?”

“True,” I replied with a slight smile. “I was struggling with how to, if you’ll excuse the phrase, fit you into my new life.”

“I suspected as much. Your study group, it’s led by a girl?”

“Yes, her name is Clarissa, but don’t worry; she’s no competition. Well, not for you. She is for me.”

“Huh?”

“Privately, and please don’t repeat this, she confessed to me she’s lesbian.”

Jocelyn laughed, “I get it. Competition for you, not for me. Or perhaps...”

I grinned, “Nice smirk, but I don’t think that’s your cup of tea!”

“It’s not!”

“Though it might solve one problem!” I teased.

“Forget it!”

“Jos, it seems as if you’re telling me to break up with Melody.”

“No, I’m asking you if you REALLY think she’s the one. In your heart?”

I sighed deeply, “Not if she’s going to push us apart.”

“It’s going to take a very special kind of girl to accept our relationship, even after we both marry.”

“And a special guy?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“There’s always Dale...” I smirked.

“No chance. And it’s not like with you and me. I was never, ever attracted to Dale. And his view of women...”

“Has changed now that he finally got what he’s been trying to get since we were fourteen. I talked to him a couple of weeks ago and he’s really calmed down. He’s focused on his studies and he has a steady girlfriend. He also quit drinking.”

“So he’s grown up a bit; that’s good. You have, too.”

“I have a long way to go,” I sighed. “What do I do about Melody?”

“You have to decide, Mik. Nobody can decide that for you. You have to decide if she’s worth the changes and compromises that have to be made in any relationship, and if those compromises are ones you can not only make, but be happy with.”

“Happy with?”

“If you make a compromise which makes you unhappy, you’ll live to regret it. Didn’t you tell me Melody is asking you to make significant concessions about church?”

“I don’t think I said ‘significant’,” I said, trying to remember the conversation. “But with Katy there is some of that, too.”

“But not with Tasha. Or Angie.”

“You keep coming back to Angie and I’ve seen NO signs there.”

Jocelyn smiled, “We’ll see. So? About what we want?”

“I wouldn’t feel right about it.”

“Because of Melody. But you aren’t exclusive with her.”

“No, I’m not. But I did tell her we’d resolved things.”

“Then, as I said, it’s your move, Mik.”

It was my move, and I truly hadn’t anticipated Jocelyn giving me what amounted to an ultimatum. Actually, that wasn’t true. It was Melody who had given the ultimatum, in effect, and I’d done what she’d wanted. Had I done the right thing? What WAS the right thing? What was my relationship with Jocelyn SUPPOSED to be? She wanted us to be lovers, at least for a time. Was that right? Was it somehow giving her false hope for the future, despite her clear statements that she didn’t plan for nor expect that?

Fortunately, Jocelyn let the matter drop and after a couple of hours, I let Liz know it was time to head to Rutherford to have dinner at A&W. We said ‘goodbye’ to Emmy who had to head home, and then Jocelyn, Liz, Mindy, and I got into my Mustang for the drive to Rutherford.

“Thanks for letting us come with you, Mikey,” Liz said.

“Keep calling me ‘Mikey’ and I might change my mind!” I said lightly.

“Well I think it’s cute!” Mindy declared.

“Miiinnnnddddyyyy!” Liz whined. “Stop!”

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jocelyn roll hers. She was thinking exactly the same thing I was — Mindy was flirting and that annoyed Liz to no end. And despite Liz’s belief to the contrary, nothing was going to happen between Mindy and me.

“Want some cheese to go with that whine?” I teased.

In the rearview mirror I saw Liz cross her arms and glare at me. She kept the evil ‘death stare’ until we reached the A&W. Her face softened a bit, but I could tell she was still annoyed. We went inside, placed our orders, and when our food was ready, took it outside to one of the picnic benches to eat. When we finished, we tossed our trash in the nearby garbage can and got back into my car to drive back to West Monroe.

I dropped Mindy at her house, then took Jocelyn home, and finally, headed back to my house, where I went up to my room and put on The Game by Queen and lay on my bed to think about everything Jocelyn had said. I owed Melody a call per our agreement to speak once a week on Sundays, but didn’t want to call her until I thought more about what Jocelyn said. In the end, I called, but avoided the topic as there was no point creating problems where none might exist. I kept the conversation on what we’d been doing and what we planned to do.

June 10, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio

“Mike,” Mr. Orlov said, “John is sick, so I need you to mix paint and make keys today. Amelia will run the register.”

“Will do,” I said.

“Otherwise, just work the floor as you normally would.”

“OK.”

My morning was almost completely occupied with mixing paint and making keys. I didn’t do those normally, but I had been trained. I was slower than John would have been, but fortunately, all the customers were patient while I followed the carefully written instructions for mixing paint and carefully moved the mechanism of the key machine which passed the key along a guide allowing a duplicate to be cut.

“How difficult is it to make keys?” Amelia asked at lunch.

“It’s not tough, you just have to be careful in ensuring the key you’re copying and the blank are properly situated in the vise and then carefully moving the mechanism. John taught me how to do it in less than two hours. The only problem is if you’re not accurate in putting the key and blank into the machine. Well, assuming we have the blanks, which we do for all the common keys.”

“Can you make those old-fashioned keys?”

I shook my head, “We don’t have any blanks and our machine can’t cut them. We send people to Cincinnati or Columbus if they need those. I don’t think I’ve seen one in the three years I’ve worked here. John only told me about them so I’d know what to do if someone showed up with one.”

“Do you know how to pick a lock?”

I laughed, “I’m no criminal and I’m not a locksmith. And no, I don’t know how to hot-wire a car!”

“So what good are you?” Amelia teased.

“If you’re planning a multi-state crime spree like Bonnie and Clyde, I’m not your guy!”

“Bummer!” she laughed. “So what do you do for fun?”

“Not much, really. I’m so busy studying and going to class, I don’t have much time for excitement. You?”

“Same, really. If I want to get into a top graduate program like Stanford or University of Chicago, I have to get straight A’s.”

“I know about Stanford, but University of Chicago?”

“You don’t know much about the Manhattan Project, do you?”

“Not really. I mean, I know they built the atomic bombs that were dropped on Japan and exploded the first one in New Mexico.”

“Scientists at University of Chicago built the first working ‘atomic pile’, the precursor to a proper nuclear reactor. It was built under the stands of the old football stadium. And the University is on the South Side of Chicago.”

“No way! Under the football stadium? In the city?”

“They decided that was a bad idea and moved it to the Argonne forest outside Chicago which is where Argonne National Laboratory is now.”

“I think ‘bad idea’ is an understatement.”

“True, though given that the war was going on, certain safety precautions were, well, fudged. They ran the reactor up to a couple of hundred watts once, which could have powered a light bulb if it was configured to create electricity, which it wasn’t. They decided that continuing the experiments there was too dangerous to everyone around, so they never ran it up that high again. At that point, they decided to move it out of the City of Chicago to reduce the risks to the public.”

“That’s just crazy. Building something like that in the city limits? Wow! So is that what you’re going to work on?”

“No. ‘High-energy’ physics studies sub-atomic particles, usually using a particle accelerator. There are two main ones in the US — the SLAC at Stanford and the Tevatron at Fermilab outside Chicago.”

“Is that the place you mentioned before?”

“They’re about twenty miles apart, I think — Argonne National Laboratory and Fermi National Accelerator Laboratory. Anyway, I don’t think I can really explain what it’s all about during a short lunch period; or a long one, for that matter. If you go to the library at Taft you could find The Feynman Lectures on Physics, which are probably the single best introduction to college-level physics. The third book is the one you want, but read the other two first, because it builds on stuff in the first two.”

“I’m not sure I have time for something like that,” I said. “My understanding of science at that level is pretty much limited to what I learned in High School plus watching Cosmos. I’m going to need to spend a ton of time learning medicine, and for the most part, physics isn’t all that important.”

“I suppose that makes sense. I’m not likely to pick up a medical textbook and read it for fun.”

“And on that note, I think we need to get back to work!”

“We do. Talk to you at lunch tomorrow?”

“Sure,” I agreed.

June 11, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio

When I arrived home after karate on Friday afternoon, I found a note from Liz stating that Becky had called. I dialed the number on the note and she answered on the second ring.

“Would it be OK if I visited the 25th through the 28th?” she asked after we greeted each other.

“I think that would be OK. There’s nothing on the family calendar. My mom is OK with you staying with us. You can have my room and I’ll use the sofa bed in the basement.”

“You don’t have to do that. I could take the sofa bed. Or...”

I wasn’t really surprised by the implied offer, but I wasn’t sure it was a good idea, either. I decided to try a gentle deflection.

“I thought you were dating,” I replied.

“I’m not steady and you said you weren’t, either.”

“That’s true; but Melody and I are fairly serious. Does not sleeping in the same bed change your plans?”

“No,” she said. “I want to see you and your family.”

“I’ll let my mom know you’ll be here on the 25th. I assume you’re driving?”

“Yes. My grandmother helped me buy a car — a blue 1977 Chevy Impala coupe. I’d arrive sometime late on Friday afternoon and go home on Monday morning, if that’s OK.”

“I don’t see any problems with that. It’s probably a good idea that you call when you’re leaving so we know when to expect you.”

“OK. I’ll talk to you before then, OK?”

“Sure.”

We said ‘goodbye’ and I hung up and went upstairs to shower and dress for my dinner date with Jocelyn. I still hadn’t come to any firm conclusions, and Jocelyn had been patient, but I could tell her patience was wearing thin. I understood her concerns, and I felt she had a reasonable fear that Melody would force the issue further because I was sure that Melody actually did see Jocelyn as a threat. And I certainly understood why, given how close Jocelyn and I were. The question I had to answer was whether or not I believed Melody could handle that closeness.

I finished dressing, wrote a note for Mom letting her know I was out with Jocelyn, and then walked out to my Mustang for the short drive to the Mills’ house where Jocelyn was waiting. I held the door open for her then quickly went around, got in myself and we were quickly on our way to a Chinese restaurant in Rutherford.

“Jos, are you asking to start sleeping together again because you think it’ll lead to us eventually getting married?”

“I wondered when you would ask that question directly, and the answer is ‘no’. That’s a compromise you can’t make and still be happy.”

“Then it’s just sex?” I asked.

“No. It can never be ‘just sex’ between us.”

“You need a boyfriend, Jos.”

“Sure, but I figure the options are better at McKinley than here in West Monroe or Rutherford. There wasn’t anyone we graduated with I was interested in and then I was basically out of commission for six months. I’ll be in McKinley most of the year for the next four years.”

“And that will be someone who will allow us our close relationship?”

“I think it has to be.”

“Which is why you’re making the point about Melody,” I said. “But I wonder if getting to know her would help.”

“Possibly. You don’t want to break up with her, do you?”

“I certainly don’t want to break my word to her, which means you and I can’t even consider sleeping together unless I do. Do you WANT me to break up with her?”

“I don’t think that’s a fair question,” Jocelyn sighed. “Or maybe, it’s better to say I can’t give you a fair answer. My answer would be selfish.”

“We’ve always told each other the truth, Jos. Just say what you want.”

She shook her head sadly, “Not always.”

“That’s in the past; forgiven and forgotten.”

“You can’t forget something like that!”

“But you can set it aside and not dwell on it; move past it. I suppose that’s what I mean by ‘forgotten’. We can’t let it separate us!”

“The truth?”

“The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,” I said with a smile.

“Take me to dinner, then we’ll go back to my house and fuck like bunny rabbits until dawn.”

“And Melody?”

“I’m not giving you an ultimatum, Mik, just telling you like it is. If you want us to be ‘Mik and Jos’ you have to break up with Melody. She’ll never allow it.”

“Well, shit,” I sighed.

“Did you just swear?” Jocelyn gasped. “In English? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you do that. Ever!”

“There’s a first time for everything, and I’d say this situation calls for it. What about my word to Melody?”

“What exactly did you tell her?”

“I don’t want to play semantic games,” I sighed. “I told her we’d resolved things and weren’t ‘playing house’.”

“Did you promise not to sleep with me?”

“Somehow, I think ‘sleeping’ is the LAST thing on your mind!”

Jocelyn laughed, “Very true! I’m thinking about ... well, do you want to hear it?”

I chuckled, “If not from you, then from whom?”

She smirked, “I want to suck that big dick of yours until you fill my mouth with hot, sticky cum, then I want you to lick my pussy until I cum, hard, then I want you to shove your big dick in my tight pussy and fuck me until I scream and you blast me full of cum! Then we sixty-nine until you can go again. Rinse and repeat!”

“Interesting,” I said evenly.

“Interesting?!” Jocelyn shrieked. “Interesting?! I’ll show YOU interesting! I’ll tie you to my bed and whip your butt until it’s red!”

I laughed, “I meant ‘interesting’ from the standpoint of I thought you’d want to make love, not...”

“Say the God-damned word, Mik!” she hissed.

“Fuck.”

“I do want to make love. After. Right now, I just need you to fuck me unconscious!”

“Somebody is horny,” I teased.

“You have NO idea!”

“Should I be afraid?” I asked.

“Of whom? Of little ol’ me?” she said with a fake pout and a whiney voice.

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February 7, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Hi!” Kristin gushed when I went to her room just after lunch. “Come in!” I walked into her room and she offered hot cocoa, which I accepted. We sat down on the couch. “Sorry I ran out of cookies. Mom will send more in another week or so.” “I’ll need to run an additional lap every morning to make up for the extra calories!” “I go to a dance class three days a week to keep in shape. I heard you’re into karate.” “Yes, I go three times a week as...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 4 A Fathers Advice

June 25, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “I’m not sure if that’s a good idea or not,” I replied. “Why?” Becky asked. “We’ve done it before. I don’t have a steady boyfriend. And you said you don’t have a steady girlfriend.” “That’s true. May I ask a very blunt question?” “Sure.” “Are YOU looking to be my girlfriend?” Becky shook her head slowly, “Remember what I said back in October? That I had no illusions about this and that I had no designs on you? But that if I had the ability to make a wish...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 14 Manipulation

August 28, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Duh!” she laughed softly. “I’m in your bed! What do you think?” “I think you need to go back to my sister’s room before she or my parents find out and kill both of us!” “Come on, Mike! I want to do it with you! Don’t you want to do it with me?!” She was cute and had a great body, but the LAST thing I needed was ANY kind of relationship with Mindy, even one where I only did what I’d joked with my mom about doing — banging her like a drum! “Just go,...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 16 The Joker Aint The Only Fool

September 12, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “Hi, Jos,” I said when her roommate called her to the phone. “Hi. How are things?” ‘Shitty!’ I wanted to say, and not in Russian. I also wanted to tell her I missed her and wanted to see her, but saying that might only make things worse. At this point, though, I wondered what ‘worse’ might be. “OK. How are you doing?” “I’m getting used to the routine and how different things are here from West Monroe.” Her answer was flat, and she sounded...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 21 A Good Talk With Mom

October 8, 1982, Circleville, Ohio “I want to, yes, of course; but we reset things for good reasons. Why the change?” Katy got up from the couch and sat back down in my lap, draping her arms over my shoulders. “I wanted to from the minute I saw you naked. I’ve dreamed about what it would be like.” “I felt the same way when I saw you naked,” I said. “Well, even before, when you first let me touch you. But I can’t promise you anything right now, Katy.” She sighed deeply, then moved her...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 22 A Good Talk With Liz

October 16, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio After my talk with Mom, I went to find Liz, and invited her to sit on the floor of my room to talk. We sat side-by-side, leaning against the bed. “Why in here and not in the basement?” I felt it was my duty to warn Liz, as my sister, of the way voices carried through the heating ducts. Mom had told me, in confidence, but I couldn’t in good conscience keep that vital piece of information from Liz. “Because voices carry through the heating ducts,” I...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 27 Expect the Unexpected

November 13, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “So, what do you want to do tonight?” Nancy laughed, “As if you have to ask!” “I mean BESIDES that!” “How about we grab some dinner and then see The Man from Snowy River. It’s an Australian film and it’s had excellent reviews. Then we can come back here.” “Dinner and a movie, sure. The other thing? Let’s not move so fast, OK?” “We’ve done it before...” “Yes, we have. Remember that I gave you a choice? I think you immediately figured out what the choice...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 30 So NOW what

November 29, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “Now that you’ve had a night to sleep on it, what do you think?” Sandy asked, snuggling close. “Isn’t that what I’m supposed to ask you?” “Probably, but I thought you might have changed your mind or had more of an idea what you meant.” “I asked my mom if there was anything wrong with marrying a friend.” “Me?! Have you lost your mind?” “A long time ago!” I chuckled. “Probably about the time the heavy doses of testosterone started coursing through my body...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 38 Dont We Have A Date

January 2, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio When I arrived at church on Sunday morning, I was pleased to see Deacon Vasily with Father Herman, saying their entry prayers. I stood quietly in the nave while one of the acolytes, a Junior in High School, lit the oil lamps and ensured everything was properly arranged in the altar. As I stood there, I wondered what would happen when Tasha arrived. Where she stood would speak volumes about what had happened the previous evening when they had missed...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 56 A Serious Complication

March 8, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “You don’t look happy, Mike,” Mom said when I greeted her after arriving home. “Tasha and I had a serious disagreement.” “Uh-oh. Because of her dad?” I shook my head, “No, it’s way more complicated. We can talk after dinner if that’s OK.” “Sure. Your sister and her friends are up in her room.” “The tradition I started?” I grinned. “Exactly. You had Jocelyn and Dale at every birthday celebration from the time you were in second grade. And before that,...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 32 Gestures

December 18, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Don’t you want to give this to Jocelyn directly?” Mrs. Mills asked. “Want to? Sure. But she made it clear she doesn’t want to see me. I’m half-expecting her to return the gift unopened.” “Not if I have anything to say about it!” she replied firmly. “Please don’t force the issue,” I pleaded. “Whatever is wrong with Jocelyn isn’t going to change because you pressure her. In fact, that might actually make things worse. “I’m not sure they could be worse...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 34 A Work In Progress

December 27, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “I’m tempted, but not tonight. I’m not saying never, but not tonight.” Janey frowned, “Nothing I can do to change your mind?” “Remember what I said about slow but sure.” “Can I see you again before you go back to Taft?” “Maybe Friday?” “Sure.” “We’ll talk at work. You work every day, right?” “Yes. How about another kiss?” I smiled and pulled her closer again and we exchanged another soft French kiss. “Good night,” I said when we broke the kiss a...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 48 Family Secrets

February 4, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “Emmy?! What are you doing here?” “She came to talk to me,” Liz said quietly, from behind me. “OK. Is there anything I can help with?” “No.” “You know, if her dad finds her here...” “I know. Just go upstairs, OK? I’ll come talk to you later.” I nodded and went upstairs. The door to my parents’ bedroom was closed, and I didn’t see any light leaking from under the door, which meant they were most likely asleep. I stopped in the bathroom to brush my...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 24 High Times

October 26, 1982, McKinley, Ohio When we returned from biology lab on Tuesday morning, a large group was milling around the entrance to the dorms. I saw Melody and walked over to ask her what the issue was. “The police busted Jeremy for pot,” she said. “Nobody can go into the dorm right now.” “What? For one or two joints? I thought they decriminalized pot.” Melody laughed, “One or two joints? You’re joking, right? He’s the main supplier in our dorm! How did you not know that?” “Because I...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 42 Dinner with Doctor Blahnik

January 21, 1983, McKinley, Ohio I still hadn’t decided on the answer to Clarissa’s final question when Angie and I went to run on Friday morning. One thing I was reasonably sure of was that saying ‘no’ would likely be equivalent to saying, ‘not yet’. Milena and her friends didn’t seem likely to withdraw the offer anytime soon, though they would all complete their Master’s or undergrad degrees in May. But that wasn’t the thing which was in the front of my mind. What was foremost was what...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 43 Bishop ARKADY

January 21, 1983, McKinley, Ohio Light snow was falling as Angie and I left Doctor Blahnik’s house to walk back to the dorm. “That was fun,” Angie said. “Sorry about the minor indiscretion.” “It’s OK, Mike. Why would she assume otherwise? She knows we run together, pray together, and go to church together. Why do you think everyone calls me ‘Mrs. Loucks’?” “But still...” “She’s just very open and a lot of fun. I wish more professors were like her, even if she made me turn purple!” “I...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 18 Stress Relief

September 16, 1982, McKinley, Ohio Sandy hadn’t moved, but the feeling of her leaning against me changed with her question. My first thought was Angie, and I lifted my eyes to hers, and found a bemused look on her face. I realized, at that moment, that the dorm opinion of her being ‘Mrs. Loucks’ wasn’t all that far-fetched. In some ways, I was treating her that way, and she certainly was, in some ways, acting like a wife. I’d known that before, but my instant, gut reaction of looking to her...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 33 A Fresh Start

December 26, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Shit!” I swore vehemently, and in English for effect, when I walked out onto the porch on Sunday morning. “Mikhail Petrovich!” Mom said sternly. I picked up the box on the front porch and turned to show her. “«Говно»!” she replied. I nodded, “Nice to know you agree with me.” The box was the one that held the two stuffed rabbits I’d bought for Jocelyn. The fact that she’d returned them spoke volumes, and short of putting up a tombstone, I wasn’t sure...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 36 Woolgathering

January 1, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “It’s open, Mindy!” I called out. The door opened and she came into the room. “You were expecting me?” “I’d have been seriously disappointed in my ability to predict your behavior if you hadn’t shown up!” “A little too obvious?” “You might say that! May I give you a tip?” “I’d rather have the whole thing!” Mindy smirked. I laughed so hard I had to sit down on the bed so I wouldn’t fall over. It took me a full minute to recover enough to be able to...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 61 Not What I Thought It Was

March 26, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio Vespers with Tasha next to me was positively weird. I had no idea what she was thinking nor what she intended. But the MESSAGE she was sending was loud and clear to anyone who saw us, and was very specific for three people — Janey, declaring I was STILL Tasha’s property; Deacon Vasily, declaring she was still going to see me; and Mr. Orlov, stating that she didn’t care about his opinion. I could tell the message to Janey was clearly received when she looked...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 66 No Script To Read

April 16, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “So what had you nearly bursting at breakfast this morning?” “I’m no longer a virgin!” Clarissa exclaimed. “And Oh! My! God!” “That good, huh?” I grinned. “You have NO idea. Well, maybe you do because you’ve had sex!” “From a guy’s perspective, anyway.” “Can I ask you something?” “Sure.” “Do you like the taste?” I nodded, “Very much so.” “And do different girls taste differently?” “Yes, but it’s kind of subtle, though I notice. Did you kiss her...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 67 A DARNED Good Question

April 23, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Tasha demanded you not date me?” Janey asked. “Actually, she requested that if I date her, I not date anyone at either church because of the trouble it could cause with her father, the priests, and Vladyka ARKADY.” “Very neatly excluding me by appealing to your desire for peace.” “I know that’s how it looks, but honestly, I wasn’t seeing you at the time, and certainly didn’t believe you were going to show up here tonight to talk to me, or any other time for...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 41 Soulmate

January 15, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “No way!” Dale protested. “I’m serious, Dale. Ten Polaroids. She sent them to my parents’ house and my mom brought the envelope to me on Thursday.” “I don’t believe it. That’s not her. It’s not!” “They came from Purdue,” I said. “They were postmarked ‘West Lafayette, Indiana’ on Saturday.” “Shit. I called her on Saturday morning. I pushed her to admit you guys had been together. I’m sorry, Mike.” “It’s not your fault, Dale.” “But I think she did that in...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 47 Paging Doctor Hart

February 1, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “What the heck were you thinking?” Doctor Hart snapped. “That has to be about the dumbest thing you could possibly have done!” “Funny thing,” I said. “I agree with you.” “There is nothing funny about what you did! You’re lucky as hell that it turned out as well as it did!” “Again, funny thing, I agree with you.” “Cut it out, Mike!” “Sorry. I beat myself up enough about this that I’m not sure I need your help.” “So why tell me?” “I thought I was...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 49 Confrontation

February 5, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “This is heavenly,” Janey sighed. She was sitting in front of me, leaned back, with my arms around her, in a tub full of warm water and lavender bubble bath. “I could get really used to this,” I agreed. “When you finally get paid a decent amount, we’ll build a big house with a shower and tub like this.” “And a sauna,” I said. “Who has a sauna?” “Katy’s parents.” Janey laughed, “Did you?” “Just some fooling around but not that.” I ran my hands up...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 52 A First Date

February 15, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “How did it go?” Clarissa asked when I walked out of the interview room. “I owe you guys big time! My biographical sketch seemed well received, and the answers you all helped me prepare were perfect. Dean Parker walked right into Melody’s trap!” Melody laughed, “Of COURSE she did. She’s so predictable. Did she try to pry into your private life?” “She started to ask the question and Dean Foster cut her off before she could finish.” “Awesome!” The three...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 53 Another Meltdown

February 20, 1983, McKinley, Ohio Clarissa and I lay together for about fifteen minutes before I heard voices and a soft knock on the bedroom door. “I think the posse is here,” I chuckled. “Bummer,” she sighed. I reluctantly released her, and we sat up on the bed, leaning back against the wall. “Come in!” I called out. Sandy opened the door and I could see the rest of the gang was with her. “Anything interesting going on in here?” she smirked. “Just the lesbian girl talking to her...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 63 Small Victories

March 28, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio As I drove home, I considered my conversation with Tasha, and realized it was, in its own way, very close in character to conversations I’d had with Clarissa — intimate, honest, and designed to build a relationship. That, as much as anything else, confirmed that her conditions were not only wise, but the correct course of action. In one sense, it really only excluded Janey, but I felt my conversation, or rather, attempted conversation, with her had closed...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 7 A Disaster in the Making

July 16, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “You’re not seeing Katy tonight?” Mom asked on Friday morning. “No. Her grandmother, who lives in Pittsburgh, fell and broke her hip. They were leaving this morning and won’t be back until sometime next week.” “We haven’t talked about you and Jocelyn since last Saturday.” “There isn’t much to say,” I said. “She and her parents are basically not talking. That’s why we’ve been hanging out here, at the pool, or at Grant Park.” And Jackson Lake, but I didn’t...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 11 Last Day

August 18, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “And you’ll come home and see me, Mishka?” “Of course, Tasha!” I replied. “On breaks for sure, and I promise to try to come home at least one weekend a month, though I can’t guarantee it.” “Dad said I’m allowed to come see you, but I have to bring Sasha with me and Sasha has to be with us the entire time!” I chuckled, “I don’t think he trusts you to be in my dorm room!” “I think you’re right!” she giggled. “He’s afraid we will make passionate love...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 25 Title IX

October 31, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “What are you doing here?” I asked. “And please tell me you just arrived!” “Mom and Dad were away for the weekend,” Emmy replied with a smirk, “so I came to visit! And I got here last night!” “Please tell me you didn’t...” “All night! Wow!” “Your dad will kill ALL of us if he finds out!” “I’m not going to tell him! Are you?” “No, of course not! But seriously, Emmy, this was super dangerous!” “And super fun!” “Where’s Clark?” “He went to the...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 58 Quit Making So Damned Much Sense

March 12, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Cheating on me? Really?” “I know it sounds strange, but I know how much you and I love each other, and how close and intimate we are, even if we don’t kiss and touch and stuff. It’s really weird. I WANT to be with Glenda, you know, that way, but that doesn’t change the feeling.” “That way?” I grinned. “I know you aren’t clueless, Petrovich! You do the same things!” “I know. I’m teasing you, Lissa! Is this feeling going to be a problem?” “I don’t think so....

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 62 Wise Teachers

March 27, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “I told Mom I’d make you dinner tonight,” I said to Liz when I arrived home. “How does penne pasta with arrabbiata sauce and a salad grab you?” “That sounds good! I could invite Mindy and Maggie?” “It’s up to you,” I replied flatly. “I have enough ingredients and there’s plenty of penne in the cabinet.” “Is something bugging you?” “Not bugging me, per se, just making me think. I had a long talk with Tasha and the last thing she said was very, very...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 65 Opening Eyes

April 9, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “I still don’t like the way Clarissa interfered last night,” Kristin said on Saturday morning after we made love. “You know how important church is to me, right?” “Sure, but she didn’t have to be a bitch about it!” I took a deep breath and let it out. “I don’t see it that way. She was simply trying to point out something which is true. When Holy Week rolls around, I’ll be in church every evening from the Friday before Palm Sunday until the following...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 10 Equilibrium

August 1, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio Soft laughter reached my ear from Cincinnati via the magic of the Bell Telephone Network. “That is just TOO funny!” Angie declared. “Funny? Why do you find it funny?” “College boy breaks up with girlfriend and has serious falling out with his best friend. Swears newfound celibacy and is almost instantly propositioned by two High School girls who are ‘off limits’ because he decided High School girls are too immature, despite dating two other High School...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 15 Playing Without The Queen of Hearts

September 9, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “White boy! Phone for you!” Clark called out on Thursday evening while I was with the study group. I got up and went to our room to pick up the phone. “Hello?” “Hi, Mikey,” Liz replied. “I just called to say, ‘thank you’.” “For what?” “Making Mindy come back to my room.” I chuckled, “Do you know how difficult it was to kick a hot, naked fox out of my bed? And then, after she turned on the lights so I could see her body, kick her out of my room?” Liz...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 20 Developments

October 2, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “Mishka!” Tasha squealed. She flew across the lobby to where I’d just stepped off the elevator and threw her arms around me. I hugged her, and then she kissed me, turning a soft kiss into a fierce French kiss, pressing her body against mine. It was a good minute before she broke the kiss and released me. “Hi, Mike!” Sasha laughed. “Hi, Sasha.” Her eyes twinkled, and she gave me a very nice hug. “I don’t think Tasha would like me kissing you the way she...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 28 Should I Stay or Should I Go

November 20, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “No bacon or eggs? Seriously?” April asked on Saturday morning. “The general rule for fasting is no animal products of any kind.” “But you didn’t do that when we were dating?” “Because I wasn’t interested in debating it with you,” I replied. “That was probably a mistake on my part.” “So now what?” “I’ll eat what you’re making,” I said. “It falls under the ‘hospitality’ rule which says you should eat what you’re served. I’ll eat waffles, eggs, and...

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