IVI HAD MY ARM AROUND her again as I walked her up her concrete sidewalk to her ranch-style home in a 60's subdivision, where the neighboring houses were so similar to only differ in paint and front shrubbery.
Heri looked up at me while we were in the yellow bug-repellent porch light. "Thanks Sol. You're one in a million or more. Oh, the food was good, too."
I bent down and kissed her lightly. "We'll see you in school on Monday. Our only class."
A small frown creased her forehead. "I'm worried about that idea I had.” Then she brightened, optimistic. “The next few days will tell." At that she pulled away and skipped up the steps to touch the front door knob. Turning, she winked at me and went inside with one smooth motion.
Of course, I smiled all the way home.
ON MONDAY, SHE WASN'T in
