The Weight of Rain

One night. That's all we had. That's all it took. I woke up the next day with his phone number smeared and illegible. When I couldn’t find him, I tried to forget. But in that one night he’d crawled so far under my skin, I couldn’t erase him. Then, he walks back into my life where I least expect him: my job. He’s just like I remember, except for one detail. He goes by a different name.