Rigazzi's was just south of Forest Park and on any night you could see men in suits and tuxes with their companions in floor length and formal gowns e...joying dinner after a night at some high society doings. There were usually players, men or women, from softball, flag football or bowling teams also enjoying good food and cold beer. Mixed in were dating couples and families with Mom, Dad and all the children. Rigazzi's had been a landmark for generations of hungry people since 1957, no matter. Across her nose a thin pair of reading glasses sit, pushed up occasionally only to slip forward again. Jayce closes the door and sits, tearing his gaze away from the grey-suited woman, choosing instead to shift his eyes along the titles of books. Before he can absorb any though, she speaks up again. ‘Mr. Winslow,’ Jayce’s attention snaps back to the Doctor. ‘You can call me Jayce.’ He smiles back, trying to seem as innocent and normal as possible. ‘Mr. Winslow,’ the Doctor seems unphased by his. But he got to see Game 1. If there’s a Game 5, he’ll get that one. Plus at least one in the next round.”“Well, thank him then!”We shook hands and I headed towards the hotel. When I walked into the lobby, I saw Tara. I had no idea how she knew I was in town, because I’d specifically asked Mario not to tell Marie I was coming to town. It was possible she’d simply staked out the hotel both nights, and if that were true, I’d feel like she was stalking me. I walked over to her.“Hi, Tara.”“Hi! You. 'I kissed Toby's cheek and ran after the servicemen to thewaiting plane.There was a lone airman on the plane with me and he took onelook at me, decided I was some officer's girlfriend and sat asfar away from me as he could. It took a while but my handsfinally stoped trembling and I shut my eyes, head back againstthe wall and tried to sleep as the plane rumbled and shook. Iwas hot one moment, raging heat flowing through me the nextminute and then cold again as the plane rattled through.