" Well," she hesitated, "I try to treat everyone like I want to be treated. I wouldn't want someone to hit my car and then leave without telling me." ...elieve me, there is nothing that a little elbow grease won't cure. Don't even think about it anymore."He started to walk around her to get into his truck."Please take my business card. If the rubbing compound won't take out the scratch, have the car rental company get in touch with me."He looked at her card. He got a strange look on his face. She. “Don’t you dare.”“Did you just say you dared me?”“Maddie, you’re incorrigible.”“That one of your physics words?”“You’ll find out when you’re a nurse. That’s how some of your patients will be.”“I hope not, but I’m sure you’re right.”Maddie packed up clothes for the weekend and we headed for Mother’s place. My place, too. She still couldn’t imagine that the house was only 30 minutes from school and yet, I lived on campus. I reminded her about what she had said, about all the students and us. At last, Jean-Pierre disengaged, and lifted her down from the rail. ‘I want to be with you,’ he said. ‘I … I believe, Constance, that I’m falling in love with you.’ She touched his cheek. ‘Oh, Jean-Pierre, do not say such things. My heart could not stand it.’ ‘Why should I not, if it is the truth?’ ‘But what is there for it?’ she asked, dismay and hope all whirled within her. ‘I could not have only one man for all of my life, not now, not after all I’ve done. I would need more, my dear. “Moreover, I need a new permit. Mine expired. Can we stop somewhere in the morning and I’ll invest another few dollars?”“BCF. It’s barely a detour. And they open at 8:30.”We each had a bottle of Thunder Road pale ale. It was delicious. “Wait til tomorrow,” said Evans. “Thunder Road bought the old Grafton Brewery and began brewing Grafton Bitter again about two years ago. It’s the best.”“But... ?” I asked.“But it doesn’t come in bottles nor tins. Only in kegs. And only locally. We’ll stop at one.