It's Not So Bad"
Harry answered the ringing telephone. He was still thinking of that afternoon with Dana....
"Hello?"
"Hi Harry."
"Who is this?"
"Dana."He almost dropped the phone.
"What? How did you get my number?"
"Phone book. What, you think you're that hard to reach?"
"Apparantly not. Well, what do you want, sunshine?" Harry asked sarcastically.
"I...need to talk to someone...to you...I have to tell someone this, and you....please Mr. Senate?"
"Fine Dana, I have 20 minutes, go ahead."
"No, not over the phone..my mom will be home in a few minutes."
"well then I guess not."
"welll.....can i go over there? I gotta tell you. I gotta get this off my chest...now."
"Dana, I don't think we can..."
"Please, Harry?" she stared at the photo of him she had tacked to the back of her closet door. He was so sweet and understanding...
**
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad
**
"Dana...."
"Harry. Nothing's gonna happen."
"you sure?"
"Trust me, Harry. I'm a big girl. I can control myself."
"Alright then." But can i control myself? he thought
"I'll be right over, Harry."
"Ok. Fine Dana."
Sitting there on his couch, Harry had no idea why he'd agreed to let Dana come over. This could only lead to trouble......
Harry answered the ringing telephone. He was still thinking of that afternoon with Dana....
"Hello?"
"Hi Harry."
"Who is this?"
"Dana."He almost dropped the phone.
"What? How did you get my number?"
"Phone book. What, you think you're that hard to reach?"
"Apparantly not. Well, what do you want, sunshine?" Harry asked sarcastically.
"I...need to talk to someone...to you...I have to tell someone this, and you....please Mr. Senate?"
"Fine Dana, I have 20 minutes, go ahead."
"No, not over the phone..my mom will be home in a few minutes."
"well then I guess not."
"welll.....can i go over there? I gotta tell you. I gotta get this off my chest...now."
"Dana, I don't think we can..."
"Please, Harry?" she stared at the photo of him she had tacked to the back of her closet door. He was so sweet and understanding...
**
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad
**
"Dana...."
"Harry. Nothing's gonna happen."
"you sure?"
"Trust me, Harry. I'm a big girl. I can control myself."
"Alright then." But can i control myself? he thought
"I'll be right over, Harry."
"Ok. Fine Dana."
Sitting there on his couch, Harry had no idea why he'd agreed to let Dana come over. This could only lead to trouble......