Did Not Dial

There is a kid at the gym. Lachie. He is twenty-one. He just got someone to back him. He will not stop talking about his fight career. I know that kid. I was that kid.

I hit the heavy bag for four rounds. My shoulder clicked clean on the last one. Lachie said coach you good. I said yeah. I was not good. I do not know what I was.

After I ate I sat at the counter. The phone was on the stone. The receipt was to my left. The drawer was to my right. I picked up the phone two times. I put it down two times. I did not call the doctor.

The slot is in six days. I will go. I tell myself I will go. But I sat there and I could not make my hand dial. I think I am scared of what she will say. I think my shoulder is not fine. I think I already know that.

Lachie does not know. Lachie thinks he will box forever. I wanted to swim forever too.