’ I propped a pillow behind her so she was comfortable. In the kitchen I washed and cut up an apple to share. She could use the blood sugar, and I c...uld use the breath cleansing, especially because I had no toothbrush. ‘Thanks.’ She was still pretty weak. I fed her half the slices myself. ‘Let that sink in. Sit tight.’ Underneath the sink I found a plastic tub, which I scrubbed out in the bath. Added warm soapy water, a clean washcloth, and as an afterthought, a splash of some sweet-smelling. ”“Hello, Sally. Are you getting ready to leave for the university?”“Yes. We just finished packing Amos,” Sally answered glancing back at her car with pride.“Good luck at school.”“I’d like to thank you for your recommendation. I’m sure that it helped me get into the engineering program.”“We were only too happy to help,” Sherry said.Alex said, “I think you’ll enjoy the program there. It’s one of the best in the country.”“I’m looking forward to it,” Sally said. “I hope that I’m smart. They stayed in the entryway for several minutes, and by the sounds I guessed they were kissing. I heard Susan say, "Come on in and meet Steve." They came and sat on the sofa.Arnold looked about ten years younger than me. He was about my height and in much better physical shape than I was. He had what you could call rugged good looks. Arnold spoke first. "Pleased to meet you Steve. Susan has told me so much about you." He put his arm around Susan's shoulders.I wasn't sure whether I should say. Lois and I had driven to class, but I went ahead to the history classroom while she worked on some lesson materials.When I got there, the students were bullshitting. Arlene Russo, as usual, was surrounded by flirting jocks and other admirers. A little above average height, her figure was strong but womanly. Arlene’s hair was a striking dark copper-red, falling to mid-back. Some thought of her as a more solid version of Marilyn Monroe, or of the sort of bikini model that definitely wasn’t.