Michaels had a boyish smile. “Oh, yes. I remember. And I know your work. At least I’ve read two of your books. I especially admire the one on Lloyd George.”
Jake was embarrassed, because he hadn’t bothered to read anything by Michaels. Having heard him speak he planned to remedy that oversight as soon as possible.
“I understand you gave a paper recently on the Jarrow March,” Michaels continued. “It hasn’t been published yet, though, has it?”
“No, it should be out in the fall.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
“Professor, I’d like to take you to supper this evening, if that’s okay with you.”
Michaels grinned. “You mean you have the duty?”
“A pleasant duty, I’m sure. A meal on the university with a…colleague sounds good.”
“Have you decided where we’ll go?”
“No. Any requests?”
“Yes, as a
