“I should be asking you that. I hadn’t heard from you in days, so I drove over and the placed was empty. Then last night you were gone again until...god knows when. When I came by after work there was a car in front of the house. Since it is gone now, I will assume it was a woman,” she said.“Assume anything you want,” I suggested raising my voice a little.“Tell me what is going on,” she demanded.“I have a lady friend. She is a retired school teacher. She is the woman who wrote the screen play for. I think those days are over. And I love it!I pulled into the package store lot, just as my phone rang again. I thought the number looked familiar, so I answered it – Mitch. "Hey Rob! Just touching base with you on our mutual friends. What's left of 'em, anyway. We haven't seen much of Leland, even less of his wife. Not surprised to not be seeing her during the day, 'cause she generally never goes out anywhere, except to the hairdresser. But Leland's usually out and about at least a couple days. But if you want to just bang someone you have no feeling for, then the whole deal is off." I held my hands up to try to ward off some of her anger."Hey, I'm sorry, but that's what I meant. I'm not the kind of guy who'd take advantage of somebody. If it wasn't the unique situation that it was I'd never have gotten involved with anyone, and I'd certainly not get involved with anyone I didn't care deeply for. But if we are talking about all the Watchers, that might change things a bit. There are a. Saturday couldn’t come fast enough.After finishing breakfast, Catherine walked into the class she was pretty sure she was going to drop in favor of physics. History of Western Fashion. When she arrived to the classroom, she was surprised to see one of her old professors at the front of the room. How had she not noticed? She checked the new schedule she had printed out yesterday, and saw that it said Prof. Andrea Baker, Dept. of Fashion and Apparel Studies. It should have been Dr. Andrea.