“Catherine, I …I’m not sure whether I would be a very good spouse, though you’d be a terrific wife.”
“Are you proposing to me?” She gave me an arch look.
“Oh, good God in heaven, no!”
Catherine had a bitter expression on her face. “Uh huh, it’s that girl from the U of I again.”
I had to nip this on in the bud immediately, and control my emotions. “Catherine, we broke up. I told you that.”
“Pete, I saw her walk past us the other day while we were talking at the fountain.”
I thought so!
“I didn’t ask her to come down here…” I attempted.
Catherine waved her hands as if dismissing the thought. “I believe you, Peter, I really do. Really! But regardless of how or why, you still have a relationship with her…”
“We’re just friends—”
“…and until that changes, I feel that I can see o
