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face like the kids in pediatrics stared at "Where's Waldo" puzzles.

What was his problem?

But then she was struck by something familiar about him. If she
imagined his hair four or five inches longer . . .

He stuck out his hand. "My God, it's really you. I don't know if you
remember me from high school, but I'm■" The name leapt into her mind.

"Gerry! " She grasped his hand. "Gerry Canney! " "Right! I'm
flattered you remember." Remember? How could she forget? Co-captain
and quarterback for the football team, captain of the swim team, and an
honor student to boot.

She'd had a monstrous crush on Gerry Canney all through Washington-Lee
High in Arlington. She  remembered positioning herself in the hall
outside social studies after third period every day just to watch him
stroll by. The scars on his face had wrought subtle changes on his
looks, but he was still gorgeous.

"Yox're flattered I remember you? " she said. "I'm flabbergasted you
remember me." He grinned. "I've got a great memory for faces. And
who could forget a girl with a name like Pasta." He'd said it again.

She'd have to nip this in the bud.

"It's Gin, Gerry. Gin." He blinked. "Got you. I don't think I ever
knew your real first name. Gin it is. But I barely recognized you.

You look great." He winced and waved his hands in the space between
them, as if trying to erase The words. "Wait. That didn't come out
right. I didn't mean■" "It's okay, " she laughed, placing a hand on
his sleeve. "I understand. I'm not half the girl I used to be. And
you . . . last time I saw you, you had huge sideburns and hair over
your ears. ' He rubbed his clean-shaven cheeks. "Yeah. The
seventi.

Can you believe how we dressed back then? But tell me, What've you
been doing with yourself? " "I just finished an internal medicine
residency."

"You're a doctor? That's great! " He glanced at his watch. "Look,
I've been waiting down here to meet you since you walked in. I mean, I
just had to see if it was really you. But now I'm late for a meeting
and I've got to run. But let's get together soon."

"That'd be nice."

"How about tomorrow night? Are you free?