Let's Call in Sick /December 3, 2009 by Rebecca Tillett “I was almost late to work this morning because I was in bed dreaming about how I was late to work. And laying next to me was the first boy I ever kissed. I mumbled something like “Let’s call in sick” and he concurred. We stayed in the big warm comfy bed with our legs intertwined. Skin, touching, sticking.” — R. Tillett