It would not be as good for her as what she has now. She tells me that she likes her school." I listen to her talk to Cathy and Rachel and I would agr...e with you. She seems to be in a good place."She cleared her throat, "Jordan, you made me happy and helped me get my life organized again. I don't know what might have been if I hadn't been with Charles when I met you." She cleared her throat again. "Charles has a requirement to go to the Middle East for his company. He wants me to go to attend. " Acorn?" I laughed. "Your grandmother calls you acorn?" When I've pleased her. When I've messed up she calls me arbusto," She waited for me to translate, and when I didn't, provided us with 'shrub.'"How come you know bellota but not arbusto?" she asked.I recited."An acorn swungOn an oak-tree bough;So long it had hung, It would fain fall nowTo the kindly earth, That its germ withinMight burst into birth, And its life begin." 'The Acorn' by Francis William Bourdillon," I explained. "I had to. We had just finished dinner and she had gone to take a shower. I finished cleaning up the dishes and headed for the bedroom. I walked in just as she slid a dress over her body. I saw that she already had her nylons and heels on. I stood there looking at her with a half dozen questions running through my mind and she saw the look on my face."I'm going to go out and have a few drinks with Rich Carling and we will probably hit a club or two for some dancing."I didn't say anything and Mellanie. All I had to do was stand up for myself.It was Wednesday, and I had three more days to go before my next “lesson.” I’d been restless all day, not paying much attention, shifting around in my seat. Sitting in that hard desk chair made my bottom start to hurt again, and I kept shifting my weight from one cheek to the other, slouching, then sitting up, trying to get comfortable. Sister Margaret didn’t seem to notice. So once again I was waiting for the bell to ring so I could go home and continue.