Read by Stephen Butterton
Recession. Depression. What does it matter? I lost my girlfriend in July. I lost my job in September. And I lost an ear last Wednesday. My best ear, the left one. So I have to turn my head when people are talking to me. And I can’t write proper sentences any more.
That was then, but it couldn’t stay that way. I finally went to see Peter, who I was at school with. He’s my doctor. I mean, I went to see him as my doctor, not because we were at school together. He looked in my ear and said it was full of wax, and prescribed me some ear drops. If they didn’t work it might mean surgery. When I asked him what that involved, he said they would probably take the side of my skull off, sort out the ear and stitch it back together again. I couldn’t tell if he was joking.
If you would like to read the rest of this story, please check out Lovers' Lies, the Arachne Press anthology in which it, and many other sexy and lovable stories from the League archives, appears.