Symptoms of Desire

“I think I’m sick,” I told Jada.

“What are your symptoms?” she asked. I sometimes forgot that Jada was a doctor. Probably because she mostly led her life like a teenage heiress who had just arrived in New York with unlimited funds and a fake ID.

“I’m feverish.”

I heard the sound of a vending machine in the background. Jada had the worst eating habits of anyone I had ever met. Maybe that’s why I ke