forty-nine

After three days of unanswered phone calls he arrived to inspected sheets, the desk, and the refrigerator for signs of life to no avail. In the late afternoon he collapses in her bedroom amidst a pile of clothes that occupy the floor more than racks or drawers. Around midnight he puts away enough depression to re-open some vodka and a jug of orange juice. Rummaging through her videocassettes, he sees one titled “Olga -1972.”
A girl appeared in a communist colored leotard.
“This is history in the making!” the announcer says.
Morgan agrees then takes a swing of both bottles. (sb)