Why would you want to turn away from that?"Ed didn't answer and abruptly changed the subject. "What do you do on Sundays? Anything special?" No, nothi...g special. When we had a car and had the money we used to ride through the drive-through at McDonalds for breakfast. We haven't done that for a while. When I have someone to sit with Paul, I go to church. The minister said it is okay to bring him, but people stare at us so I don't do that. That's about it. The rest of the day I get my clothes. Inside the door were some stairs leading downward, and I fumbled around a bit seeking the light switch. I eventually found it, and, at the bottom of the stairs, a light came on. The stairs are steep, but there is a handrail which we gripped tightly. At the bottom of the staircase, the passage took a sharp 90 degree turn. The naked light bulb was burning above our heads and the light it gave revealed to us a doorway through which we could see another room lit by another bare bulb. We scurried. I told him he should look around or even go on a dating site assuring him he needed to move forward with his life. I then mentioned showing more than I should to you won’t help his situation, he laughed, then looked at me with a bit more confidence in his voice by saying well as we are out of office hours I have to tell you I love the way you dress and think about you quite a lot, wondering what it would be like to have you. Really I said, It was my turn to be a little embarrassed. Then. “Look, about this morning..” “Shhh,” she said, cutting me off, “Don't worry about it. I kind of liked it anyway. It's been so crazy recently. It was nice to have something else to think about.” I finished drying the last dish, and we returned to our seats by the fire. She grabbed a blanket, and wrapped it around us, moving in close to me. We laughed when we heard snoring coming from the tent. I couldn't help but look at her, with the light from the fire dancing across her face, and that amazing.