21To take my mind off things, I began interviewing for a summer intern. The fact that Jessica had exiled herself for some vague period of time, didn't make the task any easier. Ruth might have helped, I suppose. But Ruth being Ruth, she just snorted and shook her head giving me a look as if I might actually be demented. I don't know why I tolerated her. She was irritable, unsociable, arrogant, reeked of coffee and nicotine and was eccentric but I found myself drawn to such characters. God save us from the efficient and the organized. I had four interviews that day and six the next. More than enough. After all, the work was pretty mundane and not very challenging. Pulling press releases out of the slush pile and writing them up. Sorting through the books we received, classifying them for re
