Later that night the food was eaten, the leftovers boxed and in the fridge, the dishes were in the dishwasher, and the empty cartons in the trash. Gerry had gone back to her room and Janet and I were in her bedroom.
“Why did you never get your doctorate?” she asked me out of nowhere.
I had to stop and think. “I never thought of it. I was working at a job I loved and I got complacent, I guess.”
“The way you conducted the last program, it shouldn’t be difficult for you at all.”
“Hmmm, I never considered it.”
“Do they have a doctoral program at the university here?” she asked.
“They do. I’m not sure about a conducting major. I guess I could find out.”
She sank down onto the bed next to me. “I don’t want you to feel I’m pushing you, but with your talents, there’s no reason why you shoul
