"So I decided to stop using the matchmaker," Henry Jackson, the Assistant General Manager, said to Zeenia after she was back at Michigan.
Zeenia slowed down her exercise machine so she could concentrate on the words coming out of Henry's mouth. They worked out side-by-side on steppers. Zeenia's idea of using part of her lunch break to exercise in the hotel gym extended to her assistant manager, too. For the past few days since she had returned from Manhattan, they had been sharing a half-hour together in gym- clothes, with sweat dripping down their foreheads. This was the first time Henry offered a hint of conversation. He was exercising to build up endurance. At least he didn't pant like a dog now.
"What was that?" Zeenia unwrapped her earphones from around her head and turned off her
