My parents started teasing Agnes about how nice it was that she was interested in helping the cause of Hungarian refugees now. It was good natured tea...ing though, and Agnes took it like that. She didn't deny that she was interested in Tibor, when Kate asked her about that.When Agnes decided to go home at around seven thirty, I volunteered to walk her home. We were just outside the door when Agnes put her arm through mine and we walked home that way."You were so quiet today, Larry. Are you. He had decided that the utility for him in avoiding others outweighed the utility from the more spectacular scenery that drew more hikers. The problem was that when he met someone, there were choices to make. Social choices. He could totally ignore them, or make brief eye contact, or nod his head, or mumble,"Hi". He would never stop and try to make conversation, but sometimes others did. But if they stopped to talk, it was an awkward social situation.With the meadow on his right and scrub. “Yes Lois, it is interesting, I read it on his computers notepad, how I look so hot in glasses or better yet my new half-glasses and how my black oval style look so good on a white blouse. Well my laptop gave me a fatal error and that was it. So I went to the old Gateway he had and he did not bother hiding it, probably as he felt I’d always use my laptop.I am sure it is a fetish but I don’t care, he does keep my half-glasses and ovals spotless and symbolicly I guess he is loving me. Maybe he. . dump as much cash as we can on them, and walk away with a shit ton of useful supplies. That angel must have done a miracle on me, even if he kept the limp in place. I feel a helluva lot better now!“We should grab some grub while we’re at it, you know. All of us. But only one person should go get it. Two people, max. That way ... we don’t stick out so much this time. They’re looking for a group, not a duo or a loner,” David suggested.“Sounds good to me. If it’s okay with you, I’ll recruit.