Rodney was not going to be home with her that night and was probably working too late for her to see him. They both would have been tired to try to me...t that late, but Janey felt a certain amount of sexual energy when she got home, even after she'd eaten and fed Duke and walked him all around the neighbourhood, the little park where she talked to some of the older ladies and couples and young students who were out, and back to the apartment not much before the sun went down.She turned on the TV. The only exception was mother, who spent her entire day seeing to the needs of the rest of the family in other ways – cooking, cleaning the house, gathering eggs, feeding what livestock we had, and various other chores. Every last one of us was busy the day through. So it was my pleasure to take these trips to Tarundale each week during harvest, even if I did have to get up and load the cart by myself at an ungodly early hour and then leave before even my father thought of awakening, which was. Two weeks later, Suzy said that one of her applications had been accepted, and she had a interview on Friday at 1:00pm. When I got home on Friday at 5:00pm, Suzy wasn't home yet. She got home at 6:30pm, and said she got the job, and went over to Barbara's house to thank her for her help.She said her job was to process the salesmen's orders and to process and send them to shipping the next day. Her work day would normally be from 1:00pm to 6 or 7:00pm after she got use to the routine, but that. It was dead silent. The bed was so uncomfortable, like sleeping on a big flat stone. It must have taken me about half an hour to get comfortable just enough to fall asleep. I figured by then all the other women were already sleeping. I listened closely to the silence that pierced my eardrums, making my ears ring. I listend for whispering or a cough, anything to remind me that I wasn't completely alone. I wondered if my cellmate was asleep. Maybe my constant shuffling around kept her.