Chapter 10: Love in an Elevator
by hannah
December 15th, 2009
Sex, Life, & Hannah::Volume 1, Spring Season (Chapter 10)
10. Love in an Elevator.
I am in a narrow hallway, sitting on a blue twill chair, leaning my head back against a dull white wall, holding an ice pack to my face. I am having one of those surreal moments you only ever experience while immersed in…a daytime soap opera.
Like watching supercouple Luke and Laura finally wed in a lavish ceremony attended by all of Port Charles—even though it was almost broken up by Laura’s ex-husband, only to have it really torn apart when Laura went missing and was presumed dead and Luke started a love affair with some other whore…until he was presumed dead in an avalanche and his sideline whore started shacking up with Luke’s best friend…
Or observing your mother and sixteen other stay-at-home, General Hospital–obsessed suburban housewives throw monthly “Luke and Laura” parties where they drank mimosas, ate cupcakes, and had intense round-table discussions about things like whether it was possible to fall in love with someone who R-A-P-E-D you; whether Scott Baldwin was a better lover than Robert Scorpio; how sexy Frisco Jones was; and whom they would like to run off to a deserted island with to search for the “Ice Princess.”
“I called your insurance company. You’ve got a rental car ready for pick-up at the Enterprise on Wilshire, and your car is being towed to the VW dealership on Santa Monica.”
I turn my head painfully to the right. I feel the pressure of the gauze inside one of my nostrils and the pounding of my head, neck, and entire face. I slide the ice pack over to one eye so that I can focus on…The Ex.
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