Désolé

“A week? Is it that serious?” In spite of this probe, something about the way I said it probably betrayed my indifference. Maybe catching onto that hint of fatalism, Dr. Gagnon raised an eyebrow.

“Officially, I’ll be keeping you here to test for any serious submersion injuries and to prevent any post-immersion respiratory syndromes. But between you and me, it’s just because I think you might jump into the harbor again.”

“Sorry?” I laughed in disbelief. “I won’t jump into the harbor again, because I didn’t jump off the first time around. I just had a bit too much to drink and lost my grip.”