"Give me one good reason my sweet Adam why I shouldn't be angry at you for not telling your mother about us living together?"Adam wanted to shout out ...bout his foolishness of wearing the silly shirt that advertised "I'm with him" like some banner of gay rights. He kept his cool and simply explained that it was not quite the "right time".Arnold pounced on that like a hungry lion with a juicy steak."It's never the "right time" for you, dearie. Why don't just come right out and admit you are a. I guess you're right. What time do you have to be out there foryour interview?" 2 PM." I answered. "How about you?" Mine's at 2:30, with some guy named Howard Fine.Sounds like one of the Three Stooges to me. Who's yours with?" Same guy!" I responded. Maybe we'll get to work together! Now THAT'Dbe cool, don't ya think?" Yeah! Even if we only get to clean offices or labs or whatever, atleast we'll be together and it'd make the work go a little easier andfaster. Okay man.You got it. You wanna ride. Her mommy has a boyfriend, and we’re all going to have a picnic in the park so that we can meet. He’s a really nice guy, pretty tall, with short dark hair and a beard. It was kind of a shame that I didn’t have a picture of David to show her. I had to explain what a boyfriend was, as best I could to a 4½ year old. Mom was helpful, too, doing the laundry so Lucy and I would have clean clothes without me having to spend time away from my daughter. She was pleased when I told her that David wanted. "There was nothing for her to do. With all the time she had on her hands the house was spotless and the garden completely under control. Unable to finish her lunch, she threw what remained away and washed up. She went up to her room and collected the book she was reading. She sat at the kitchen table and opened it but could do no more than stare at the page.The telephone rang. She leapt for it."Caroline?" No, dear. Jean Carnoustie. Are you waiting for a call?" No, er, well sort of." You don't.