Max picked up on the first ring, “Lauren, is that you?”
I was surprised at his greeting, half jokingly, “Yes, Max is that you?”
“I’m glad you called. I’ve been staring at the clock watching the minutes tick by. How’re you feeling?”
“I’m fine now that I hear your voice. I was a little worried that you might think me a bit of a stalker but decided I’d roll the dice. You could always not answer if you didn’t want to talk to me.”
Max howled at me, “Well, that’s dumb! When can I see you?”
“You can come over right now if you want.”
I was elated with the idea but was brought quickly back down to earth when he replied, “Geeze, I wish…I’m on my way to work. I can stop by in the morning.”
“Actually, I have to go to school tomorrow.”
“School tomorrow? How’re you going to get around?”
“I have these handy-dandy crutches. It should be a hoot. I could meet you in the afternoon if you want?”
“Great, when and where?”
“I guess I’m a little limited in mobility, so maybe just here at the house?”
“How about five o’clock?”
I gave him my address and we hung up. I felt like I was floating on air the rest of the night and didn’t even care that I had a miserable day at school tomorrow to plan for. Luckily, it was a very small campus; all my classes this semester were in the same building. I had considered withdrawing from the semester, we had just started a few weeks ago, but there was no way I was going to sit through summer school and not graduate with all my friends in May.