It was a big house: five or six bedrooms, maybe. He looked towards the front door and he could see the panel with bell-push buttons: about eight, in t...o columns; separate apartments, he guessed. There were lights in several of the upstairs rooms, but only one downstairs. He was about to leave when he saw the silhouette of someone in the room: and there was no mistaking the fact that it was female!Like most adolescent boys, his hormones ruled his head. Maybe she was undressing; or even naked, he. . somehow. Not exactly bigger, not dominating or dictatorial. It was ... like the people who listened to Jesus and said, 'He speaks with authority, and not like the scribes.' She spoke and acted ... with authority. And everyone accepted it. The authority wasn't put on, or assumed because of her position ... it just... was. And it 'was' something bigger and beyond Dulcie, the rather lovely and loveable young woman. Richard, the skilled, analytical, doctor ... thought and pondered the conundrum. She looked at him a bit oddly, then shook her head. "I'm sorry, Luke. I thought you of all people would have known. Riley isn't here."Damn. "Do you know where I could find him? You know, to catch up on old times," he explained as if he and the other man were still old buddies."Luke, Riley isn't here because he-" she pushed at her eyeglasses and glanced away. "Well, this is awkward, isn't it? Luke, Riley died a few years ago. I'm sorry. I thought you knew. I could have sworn I remembered seeing. When we got back to the room my wife decided to change in the room with him rather than go in the bathroom. She told him to turn around while she changed, but why not go in the bathroom instead of getting naked 8 feet from him? It struck me odd that suddenly she is comfortable being naked in the same room as him after always going in the bathroom or another room up until now.Second, we took him back-to-school shopping at the mall today and twice she said/did something that was non-typical. At.