“Good for you.” Well, if that didn’t work out, something else would come along.
We sat and talked about all the plans she had for Christmas and New Year’s. She was even considering hiring a band or at least a pianist to play the New Year in.
* * * *
When we got back to Pat’s apartment, we were both loaded down with my bags. I had my suitcase plus all I’d purchased for Christmas.
“We have an extra night,” Pat said, beaming.
“Yes, so you won’t have to worry about not getting sleep tomorrow night. I’d like to leave around sunrise on Monday. We can get there before noon without scrambling. If you need to, you can sleep in the car. I can drive the highways with no problem.”
“And leave you to drive by yourself?”
“I won’t be by myself. You’ll be there, just sleeping instead of talking. Tha
