unease over what she was doing: it was starting to feel more unsettling
than romantic, more weird than mysterious. So she decided it was time
to have it out with Mr. TJX037X2.
There it was, in her Inbox, an email from him.
"i been thinking about u today"
She smiled and hit Reply.
"and i've been thinking about you!" she typed.
Then thought better of it and changed the exclamation point to a period
followed by a smiley.
She went to the next line.
"we have to discuss something. i have the
hard-est time pronouncing TJX037X2. just try it yourself sometime!
how about telling me your real name? i promise i won't tell anyone,
and you'll be doing my vocal chords a distinct favor. so: how about
it? what is your
real, full, true, complete, and legal name, mr. Tijixoh Threesevenekstchoo?"
She sent the email and sat back with her
mug of herbal tea and a cheeky grin on her face, opening his email
again and reading the words over and over, playing different male
voices in her head, wondering what his voice sounded like: Harrison
Ford? Sean Connery? Snoop-Dog? Don Knotts? She giggled.
The IM box flicked on.
"sorry," it read, "i cant tell u"
She almost dropped her tea and typed furiously:
"i just cant it wouldnt be right"
She replied even more furiously, with a wave
of righteous triumph. "wouldn't be right! need i remind you, sir,
that you know *my* name!! it's only right that i should also be allowed
to know yours - full, complete, and real."