Answer
|
Now
|
and
|
then
|
she
|
re-
|
reads
|
the
|
manuscript
|
Of
|
the
|
entire
|
torrid
|
affair
|
They
|
compared
|
their
|
licenses
|
He
|
said,
|
"I'm
|
not
|
a
|
donor
|
but
|
I'd
|
give
|
you
|
my
|
heart
|
if
|
you
|
needed
|
it"
|
She
|
rolled
|
|
Answer
|
her
|
eyes
|
and
|
said,
|
"You're
|
a
|
professional"
|
He
|
said,
|
"No,
|
just
|
a
|
Good
|
Samaritan"
|
He
|
said
|
that
|
if
|
the
|
sex
|
was
|
half
|
as
|
good
|
as
|
the
|
conversation
|
was
|
Soon
|
they'd
|
be
|
pushing
|
strollers
|
But
|
soon
|
|
Answer
|
it
|
was
|
over
|
In
|
the
|
age
|
of
|
him,
|
she
|
wished
|
she
|
was
|
thirty
|
And
|
made
|
coffee
|
every
|
morning
|
in
|
a
|
French
|
press
|
Afterward,
|
she
|
only
|
ate
|
kids'
|
cereal
|
And
|
couldn't
|
sleep
|
unless
|
it
|
was
|
in
|
|
Answer
|
her
|
mother's
|
bed
|
Then
|
she
|
dated
|
boys
|
who
|
were
|
her
|
own
|
age
|
With
|
dartboards
|
on
|
the
|
backs
|
of
|
their
|
doors
|
She
|
thought
|
about
|
how
|
he
|
said
|
Since
|
she
|
was
|
so
|
wise
|
beyond
|
her
|
years
|
|
Answer
|
Everything
|
had
|
been
|
above
|
board
|
She
|
wasn't
|
sure
|
And
|
the
|
years
|
passed
|
like
|
scenes
|
of
|
a
|
show
|
The
|
professor
|
said
|
to
|
write
|
what
|
you
|
know
|
Looking
|
backwards
|
might
|
be
|
the
|
only
|
way
|
to
|
move
|
|
Answer
|
forward
|
Then
|
the
|
actors
|
were
|
hitting
|
their
|
marks
|
And
|
the
|
slow
|
dance
|
was
|
alight
|
with
|
the
|
sparks
|
And
|
the
|
tears
|
fell
|
in
|
synchronicity
|
with
|
the
|
score
|
And
|
at
|
last
|
She
|
knew
|
what
|
the
|
agony
|
|
Answer
|
had
|
been
|
for
|
The
|
only
|
thing
|
that's
|
left
|
is
|
the
|
manuscript
|
One
|
last
|
souvenir
|
from
|
my
|
trip
|
to
|
your
|
shores
|
Now
|
and
|
then
|
I
|
re-
|
read
|
the
|
manuscript
|
But
|
the
|
story
|
isn't
|
mine
|
anymore
|
|