Twoweeks of baking in the sun and soaking in saunas and basking in warm,moist tropical air, of swimming, boogie-board surfing in the oceanand "body-su...fing on each other" was how she put it. Could I say noto that? Also snorkeling, maybe learning to scuba. Tennis lessons --finally maybe I could develop a decent backhand. We'd try golf if wefelt lazy. We'd sail the wide bay in a lateen-rigged skiff, haulingin the sheet, heeling over, leaning into steady trade winds. Danceevery evening. Meet new. I'll find another in a couple of days or a week." I said," Yeah your probably right." Right there my spirit kinda got a better feeling and outlook on things and just as my stop came up I shook his hand and said," Thanks!" He said." For what." I said," For giving me something to look forward to," He said," Your welcome I guess." So I got off and waved goodbye to T.J hoping for the best for him.A week later I was on the subway and ran into him again. I asked him how his life was going and he said. There was both love and hurt in her eyes when she looked at me. Or was it in my own eyes?“Hi, Marie. Not really, I just wasn’t able to come back until recently. But who is this fellow?”“His name is Paul Gregory. He is...”“I know, Marie. I know.”We were interrupted by a car that stopped in front of the garage. Karen stepped out and picked up her shoulder bag which contained her new laptop. Then she noticed me, Marie - and Paul - standing by the door. She looked at me, and then at Marie, and. This has been my dream since I was a young girl.”“Yes, I recognised the look,” he grinned. “I was the same on my first day and people like you keep my enthusiasm going.”He led me out into the ward area, which was just individual cubicles, pretty much the same as the room I’d been assigned.“These are our long-term treatment patients,” he explained. “This is Specialist Tiq and you’re going to tell me what’s wrong with her.”“Greetings, Specialist Tiq.”“Greetings, Tribune Kiria,” she replied,.