Chapter 7Before Pat met Kit, he’d anticipated a boring flight, spending the hour and a half until the jet landed in DC trying to get a jump on the next semester’s geometry course, but with Kit’s company, he was spared the equations of curves and the distance and angle of Cartesian coordinates.
So the flight turned out to be fun. The attendants were nice, and their fellow passengers were accommodating, maybe because it was Christmas. Pat and Kit had to play the in-flight version of musical chairs, but they finally had seats side by side, with Kit by the window and Pat in the middle.
Kit told Pat about his job as assistant manager at a twenty-four hour pharmacy—“No, don’t be impressed,” he said, referring to the position he held at such a relatively young age. “I’ve been working there sinc
