" Gordy, I was wondering whether you could go through the resumes with me?" Resumes?" For a part-timer on the chick peas project and for a post-doc in...sustainable ecosystems." Right. I remember." How about after lunch on Friday?" Sure. Lots of paper?" Only three for chick peas; nearly a dozen post-docs." Okay. I'll call you Friday morning." I put down the phone, picked up the box and a copy of the new CSIRO book on Australian moths and went next door."He wants to go over the resumes for the two. “It’s simple enough love, this is the paperwork for a five day intensive driving course for you, ok.”“But, what, uh why?” She stammered.“Darling you are going to be back at the University soon. You would have to catch a bus to Truro everyday or stay down there all week and come home for weekends. I’m selfish, I want you to be at home in bed with me all night every night.”Throwing her arms about me Wishes kissed me hard.“Thank you honey, that’s so sweet of you, I want to be with you every night. A few minutes later, my aunt followed me in. I glanced up, and saw that she'd changed out of the sweatshirt and jeans she'd been wearing before. Now she had a red tank-top on, which didn't do a very good job at hiding her white bra straps. She was still fiddling with one strap as she walked into the room, trying to get it to behave."So what are we watching?" she asked, and settled into the recliner a few feet away from me."Spider-Man," I said, trying to seem disinterested in her presence, when. I guess it’s my own manifestation of OCD behavior. I hadn’t even considered that the case might not have Cinnamon as engrossed as I was.“Oh, my gosh, Cinnamon!” I said. “Of course you can have a day off. I shouldn’t have kept you at the hotel last night. I just completely got wound up in what we were doing and forgot you have a life, too.”“I’m a big girl, Deb. I could have spoken up,” she answered. “But there is no way I leave a friend in the condition and danger you’ve been in this week. I.