I must have done an acceptable job on it,because I got some applause from the tiny audience when I finished.Soon the show's final number was upon us, ...nd the whole cast (except meand Mark, who were supposedly 'gone') came on stage to sing 'Anatevka',followed by the scene where Tevye and what's left of his family saytheir last goodbyes to the village. Our two directors then worked withus on the curtain call, and how everyone would come back on stage totake their bows.Back in the dressing room. Would all you men please go get a beer or ... or something ... while I speak to the women?"This is particularly addressed to those of you who, like me, are single and over twenty-one... way over twenty-one. I don't know about you, but speaking for myself, I'm now resigned to being a spinster for the rest of my life."With a cute little grin she added, "Isn't that an awful-sounding word, 'spinster'? Couldn't we come up with something with a little more ... Forget it, you get my point."Anyway,. Being a ball player, I keep very fit. It was a hot afternoon just like any other. I lay on the long couch in my apartment sitting room with my shirt open, trying to catch as much air from my ceiling fan as I possibly could. My eyes were closed but I was far from being asleep. I opened my eyes when I heard a knock on the front door. I wasn't expecting any visitors on that day – it was merely one of those days when I preferred being alone with my thoughts. I opened the door. "Hi there, Jimmy,". “Okay. All right,” I said, because I couldn’t think of what else I could have said at that point.“Wow, thanks, dad!” Laura suddenly brightened, she seemed really happy and she even bounced off her feet a few times. She looked around my scruffy office and then shrugged, saying: “I’ll just be here, I guess”. She went down on her knees. Her hands were on her lap, and her eyes were big and blinking.I got up, still not sure what I was going to actually do. Laura closed her eyes and stayed still as I.