Once more I dithered outside a blessed woman's home. I dared not approach. I turned to wander once more. Behind me a door opened. I did not peek. I st...pped faster while maintaining a dignified air. Twenty steps further, I turned my head. Rose Orchard strode behind me in the same direction. We were roughly the same age. She was not voluptuous. Her body was large, shaped like a pear. Her steps nearly thudded on solid ground. I swallowed my uncharitable thoughts and took Luke into my arms. "Hush,. ”She blushed redly and murmured that she had changed before leaving the hospital. I asked if she had dressed just this way for me and she shyly replied “Yes I did. Do you like it? I can change back if you want me to.”“No, no Nancy, I think the way you are dressed is just right. I wouldn’t change a thing.”“Oh Bob, I don’t know why I feel like I do, but when I get around you or know I am going to see you I get all flustered and ... and...”“Horny,” I finished her sentence.“Yes, that was what I was. At that I climbed out the passenger side door, and went to the restroom to clean up. Then back to my desk, I felt like everyone was watching me. I sent my first text to Brad. It was mostly hearts and emoji. The rest of the shift was uneventful. I called Mark my husband from my cell phone once I got in the car. I told him I had to go meet Tom before I could come home. He told me he got an email with instructions on some things he had to go buy, and that he would also be meeting with Tom and I. "Don't tell me.” The idea of being surprised appealed to me more. I slid inside and dumped my bag in the foot well. “How did what’s-her-face get home?” He shook his head at my comment, his eyes smiling as he looked down at me. “Celeste. Her name is Celeste. Taxi I’m guessing, which would have been okay with her because she hated this car.” Logan shut the door before I could respond. Probably a wise move since it appeared I didn’t have anything all that nice to say about her. He rounded the car.