I even joked that Ithink he still has the big old wall phone in the kitchen of his house.I did say I wanted to try to get to know him a bit better. T...at seemedto make Debbie happy.I left my shortened weekly meeting a bit confused about my chemical makeup but feeling much better than I had when I walked in. We followedeach other downstairs and out to the parking lot. "This is going to beugly!" Debbie exclaimed as we saw how much snow had accumulated. Wewished each other a safe drive home and. I asked her why she didn’t sleep to which she replied that she sleeps very less in the night.I told her that then her husband would be in trouble after her marraige. She giggled for my comment and after that she asked me whether I finished my studies. I told her yes and went to my room. Surprisingly she followed me to my room and started arranging my bed. I switched on my pc and started browsing. She came near me and was watching what I was doing, standing beside the chair where I was sitting. There was a black girl at thecheck-out. As I drew closer she asked, "Do you know what that spademeans?" I sure do," I said, "that's why I'm out looking." Do you care who you suck?" she asked."Any will do," I said."I got someone for you," she said.She went to the door to the stock room and yelled out, "Tom, there's a guyhere you."A tall skinny black guy appeared in the doorway and she whispered somethingto him."Come back to the stockroom," Tom said.I walked into the stock room and he led me. But the die was cast and there was no going back; so in sheer desperation he made his way back to Steve, the person whose actions had unknowingly galvanised him into doing what he had just done. And so an hour or so later having crossed town, standing there with his rucksack, he knocked on the door of Steve’s apartment and waited.Steve opened the door, took one look at his young protégé and pupil. The rucksack said it all. So Steve said: “Well Kyle, I was sort of expecting you back, but not.