Emergency Phone Numbers

—02.10.2000—

I woke up on Gugh this morning and saw the sun blazing over the covered sandbar that connects this island to St. Agnes. Downstairs I saw a list of emergency phone numbers that Patricia left for me. They included numbers for their boatyard, the other house, mobiles, etc. The last line read, “Jack’s gorgeous daughter, Margo,” but in place of the phone number she’d jotted a series of blank spaces. Cheeky.