Good Things and Tone of Voice
A Post-Ep to Sally
By Kasey

As I sat at Anthony�s, I found my mind wandering.  Now, I�ve found my mind wandering many times before, that wasn�t what I found odd.  What I found odd was where it was wandering to. 

It was wandering to Casey.  And to the possibility that he�d been seeing Sally.

I still have no idea why I cared.  Why I was wondering.  Why, of all the places my mind could be wandering to, it had to be to the idea of my friend sleeping with my mortal enemy.  But to there my mind wandered.

�Dana?�  Gordon asked.  �Are you okay?�

�Yeah, I�m fine,� I said, forcing a bright smile and sipping my martini.  He looked distracted as well.  His tone of voice was still very good, giving me no reason to believe that anything was wrong, but he looked as though his mind was wandering as well.  Some fine pair we were.  Unable to concentrate on each other during a date, thinking about anything and everything else.

�Listen, I�m sorry about last night.�

�Don�t worry about it.�  I smiled wider.  �You had to work.  You would�ve done the same for me.  It�s no big deal.�

�Thanks.�

There was another uncomfortable silence., and he fidgeted.  A very un-Gordon-like gesture.  As though his shirt was too tight.

That was it, I realized.  Something about him looked�out of place.  I could�ve sworn something about that shirt was familiar.  But, unless it had shrunk when he�d washed it, I would�ve remembered him wearing a shirt that was too small�

My mind wandered again, back to the perpetual wandering stop.  The stop where, in my mind, Casey was asking Sally out.  And kissing her.  And �

//Stop it!// I scolded myself.  //Natalie told you that he�s not seeing Sally.  And if he was, she�d know.  Discrete or not.  She has an uncanny knowledge of these things.  Powers no one else seems to have when it comes to news.//  Anyways, what did I care?  It wasn�t as if I was secretly in love with Casey.  If I was, I�d know.  And I definitely was not.  I was in love with Gordon publically.  Definitely not secretly in love with Casey. 

But, at the same time, my mind kept wandering to and fro, between sensing Gordon�s uneasiness and thinking about Casey.  He�d seemed sort of awkward around me when I�d talked to him that night.  Then again, that could�ve just been because Gordon was there.  I knew he had serious Gordon issues that he�d never admit to.  And I thought it had to do with more than post-graduate degrees.  None the less, he�d been acting strange.  Just like Gordon was right then.
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1