Udi hugged me tightly, whispering, “There are over a hundred people here, Ossi. Give me an hour, and I am all yours.”
I whispered again, “Say it now. I am begging you, please,”
Udi looked at me closely and kept looking, so I yelled, crying, “Say it!”
Udi put me down slowly and, with his calm voice, said, “Ossi, take off your dress.”
I did. I took my dress off just in time for Hussi and Craig to get in and watch our little show. Everyone was clapping and laughing.
A big screen dropped between us and the audience.
Benjie took over the lecture.
Udi and Benjie had considered that “Ossi might happen,” and they were ready. Udi covered Ossi with a little blanket and carried her to his place. They sat on the patio, looking at each other and the view. They didn’t talk. Udi was still holding
