I see you have your shorts on.”“Yeah. Dinner’s ready. I have the table set in back.”“You know I love dining outdoors.”I put a plate before...her. “Grilled salmon. I love grilled salmon. I never would’ve thought to serve it with couscous.”“It’s a light side for a warm day.”“It is indeed.” I poured two glasses of pink bubbly and handed her one. “This is lovely,” she said after sipping some.“It’s French -- a Bordeaux cremant.”“Perfect choice. The crust on the salmon -- it’s almost like Cajun. I was leaving Helen's room, where she could dress, when I heard the scream and felt the fists beating me on the head. Her mother was on a wild rampage, accusing me of assaulting her daughter.When mom and Helen returned, the house was full of people. There were four or five police officers, paramedics, and reporters and photographers were outside the door. The paramedics took sister in the ambulance and when dad came home, after mom called him, they took me to the police station and asked a. Boy, she looked good he thought. The smile on her face showed she was happy to see him. The talk during the meal was centered on what the other had been doing during the week. Kyle didn't mention Beth and talked about golf while Lara talked about some of the customers that came into the store.In leaving the restaurant they agreed they would go to Lara's condo. Once they were there and even though it still was early the talking stopped and the lovemaking began. It was enjoyable for them to be. We had been happy for the last year and a half. That changed after Annie was accepted for a two year Ophthalmic Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery fellowship at the MD Anderson Cancer Center. The center was at the University of Texas in Austin—known to every Texan (and to those wannabe Texans living in Oklahoma, who fervently wished they were from Texas) as UT. The cancer center was a huge place with thousands of employees.Living in Austin changed us—in retrospect, mostly in ways that weren't.