The answer was always the same, no matter how often she asked the question. Still, she continued to ask. Once again, her hands lifted and she spoke in...the only way left to her, spiderlike digit forming words and sounds, darker than dark eyes speaking volumes when even fingers failed her. Why? A shrug, nothing more. Her disappointment was silent as she turned away and walked across the checkered field, across alternating squares of virgin snow and black ice, the soles of her feet as numb as her. Some law books, industry journals, pharmaceutical magazines, government pamphlets ... dogeared with penciled notations. He reminded me of ... well, me. Do all the digital research in the world, then go old-school.We settled in at a round mahogany table covered with stacks and piles and ... stuff. He tapped the table and said, “Belonged to Ev Dirksen.”I said, “Illinois.” This guy I’d heard of.Barton smiled at me, the political savant, “Gloria asked me to school you.”I nodded, gave him. Greg, said Yes I was but that didn’t work out. She didn’t fit into our lifestyle. Janet said, on the contrary, Greg, I hear she’s here in DC and made quite a reputation for herself. He said oh, do you know, Susan? Janet said only by reputation as a hell on wheels lawyer. Greg, said, Janet, I would love to treat you to dinner sometime. Would tomorrow night be ok with you. Janet, being, Janet said why not and gave him the hotel address for 7 PM. She looked at me and I shrugged my shouldners to. In my mind I knew that this was going to happen some day but that’s what I have been waiting for so long.I said to her’ I don’t know what to say now. Yes , I have been doing that almost everyday when no one is at home. I have tried a lot not to think about you like this but I cannot stop myself. She said ‘ like what ?’I said whenever I’m with pinki, I do anything with her, you are in my mind as if I’m doing it with you. I am obsessed about you, and cannot think of any other thing besides making.