Lemmy called the next day. My friend Barbara was there when he called. I had just met her recently and she was often at my house. We’d drink tea and talk endlessly, usually about men she was interested in, reading tarot cards and throwing the I Ching. Now, with breathless anticipation, we talked of nothing else but Lemmy since I’d left the message the d…
Chapter 9: The Phone Call
Breathless anticipation
