Nuclear Jellyfish

JACKSONVILLE

Story Long had found a place to stay with one of her scattered old high school friends-“just a few days until I get some money.” The classmate’s live-in boyfriend didn’t like the idea, but too bad. He didn’t have a job, either.

The boyfriend was currently at a bar around the corner under protest. Fine by the gals. It was after midnight. Empty wineglasses. Story’s busted lip was almost healed.

“You should sue,” said the friend, named Beth.

“Better to just forget it and move on.”

“I wouldn’t forget it.” Beth poured the dregs of a $3.99 bottle of Zinfandel. “Want me to open another?”

“No.” Story stretched and yawned. “Already started online registration at the community college. My grades will transfer-“

A cell phone rang. Story reached for her purse.

Beth reached for a pack of cigarettes. “Who could it be at this hour?”

Story shrugged and flipped the phone open. “Hello? … Yes, this is she … The hospital? … I don’t understand … What! … When did this happen?… I’ll be right there!”

She jumped up and grabbed her purse.

“What’s the matter?”

“I need a ride.”

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