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It was the middle of April. It had gotten much warmer, but it had also been showering off and on for a couple of days. The hospital had been busy, and both of us were tired after working all day. We decided to go out for dinner. Alicia was in the mood for Chinese, so we went back to Ho Palace, where we'd had our first date.

It was a Thursday night, so we didn't need reservations. We were seated after only a few minutes.

We had wine while we waited for our soup and egg rolls.

Alicia looked a little tired, but she was in a good mood. She had talked to Kathy earlier that evening.

"Well, Kathy and Twyla are `off' again, at least for the time being," Alicia said.

Kathy and Twyla, whose relationship resembled a soap opera, alternately fought and made up, usually about once every week or two.

"Yeah?" I asked. "Whose is Kathy dating now?"

"I don't know for sure. She mentioned some girl she met at a feminist bookstore downtown. I don't know how serious it is."

"Well, Twyla seemed fairly nice, but I'm not sure how well they're suited for each other. Tom told me the other day that he and Twyla had gone out to dinner, but that was all." I drank some of my wine.

"So Twyla likes men as well as women?" Alicia asked.

"It seems that way, but she favors women, I think. Maybe she only dates men when she wants to make Kathy jealous."

"Maybe so. I know that Kathy is nearly fed up with her, though. It won't take much to get Kathy to cut it off completely."

The waitress brought our soup. We started eating. "I'm glad that I don't have to worry about any of that stuff any more," I said.

Alicia smiled at me.

We both liked the food and the restaurant. We had won ton soup, egg rolls, fried rice, and almond gai ding. Mostly we ate in companionable silence, but sometimes we discussed movies or plays we wanted to see. The North Carolina Symphony Orchestra would be starting its season soon, and we both wanted to attend a few concerts. We also talked about another weekend trip to the coast.

"I enjoyed our honeymoon, but I don't know if I can stand another weekend as strenuous as that one was," I said, laughing.

"Don't worry," Alicia whispered conspiratorially, "we'll leave the enema bag and the butt plug at home."

I burst out laughing, choking on some tea. Alicia chuckled as I held the napkin to my face. Tea was running out my nose, and tears were running down my face. It took me a while to get myself under control. "You have to promise me, though, that you'll wear the ruffled panties I bought you."

"Don't worry, you'll see them again."

We finished cheesecake, cappucino and tea, and left the restaurant. Alicia's car was parked about a block down from the restaurant, in a relatively dark area. Still, we were not worried, there were still some people about. The the time we got close to her car, we had left the people and the friendly lights behind.

I could see her car about another twenty feet ahead. Alicia began to reach into her purse. Just then, a young man dressed in jeans, and a military field jacket stepped out in fron of us from a doorway. He had a gun in his hands and seemed very nervous. He said, "Okay, just hand over the wallet and purse, and nobody gets hurt."

Alicia and I froze. Fear shot through me like ice water. I tasted copper.

"Okay," I said, "but just take the money." I had reached into my wallet. I held the money out to him. He snatched it.

"Okay, now the purse," he said to Alicia.

"Why don't you just take the money?" Alicia asked. She had her wallet out, and she reached into it and held out a few bills.

"No, I want the fucking purse," he said. He was getting scared and angry.

I said, "Maybe you should give him the purse, Alicia."

She ignored me. "If all you want is the money, take it. But let me keep my bag."

"Listen, bitch," he said, "you give me that purse, or I'll blow you head off." He leveled the pistol at Alicia.

She handed him her purse.

"Good," he said, "but I think I'll blow your head off anyway." He leveled the pistol again.

"No!" I sh

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