“I’m taking Becky shopping,” Casey said in answer to my question. “She knows her way around a…”
“Around a what?”
“Never mind.”
“A what?” All I knew about Becky, other than the fact she worked as an administrative assistant in the building, was that her father was a jeweler. Was Casey giving out diamonds as door prizes at his V-Day bash? Was I paying for them? “Around a what?”
Casey wouldn’t say. “Gotta go!” In fact, he couldn’t wait to get out of my lab space all of a sudden.
“What’s he up to, Eddie?”
My sweet, sweet Eddie didn’t know. Didn’t know or wouldn’t say.
“Won’t say or can’t say. Let’s get to work and teach you more words so you can.”
I took a seat and opened the audio to text program on my computer. The process had become second nature. I spoke my words and Eddie’s respon
