When I started work,I cut it back, but I never wore it really short again. It seemed toosquare, and I thought the long hair looked good. Now it look...d as if itwas going to go back to shoulder length again.But...gosh! I liked wearing these things. They were so light, not heavythe way men's clothes are. And there would be so many different kinds ofthings to wear, such a rich and varied new territory to explore and makemy own: skirts and blouses, house dresses, gowns.... The skirt and. " Are you asking if you can move in with us?" In a word, yes. But I don't want to become a burden." A burden? Don't be silly. Mother, the answer is yes, yes, and yes.Wendy and I would love to have you live here with us. Listen, I need Ineed to get to work. Let's talk more about all of this tonight."Downstairs Wendy was making breakfast for himself and his grandma. Headored how domestic he felt in his new dress and apron. The fact thathis hair was set and decorated with such a pretty scarf made. "Professor," Joan cautioned, "We are not your history students." I want to hear this," Guy said."Later, Guy," Joan said."Us talking animals get no respect," Guy the coyote muttered."You just like to hear Hank talk," Joan said."I like school," Guy remarked. "I like it better when Hank is teaching." You go to school?" Bill asked."Talking animals attend classes," Hank explained. "Their brains have been modified to process human speech. Part of that is being culturally literate. Just simple taking. Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.Age does not.