I showered and dressed and kissed Mary Beth and Jay as they slept. I walked the short distance to Richard Morrison's house and let myself in and turned off the alarm. He and Cyndi and their daughter Laura were on a junket to Disney World and I'd agreed to keep an eye on their house. Today my idea of keeping an eye on their house involved taking my clothes back off and grabbing a beach towel and hitting the pool. My doctor probably would have disapproved my being in the water, but I was slathering on the triple antibiotic goo on a regular basis and taking the oral antibiotics and figured I was mostly immune to invasion. I swam laps until I thought I had probably burned off as many calories as I would have had I done my usual morning workout, then pushed myself out of the pool and dried off
