“And so you quit.”
Amy looked away for a moment. Then she said, “Well, not just then. You know how it is with institutions you’re involved with. Institution of marriage, institution of the job, institution of the church. At first you’re doing work you love and everybody’s nice. Then maybe the work gets boring but you like the people so much you don’t want to leave. Then some of the good people leave and you think, well, it’s not as good as it used to be but it’s better than going out there looking for something new.”
I looked over at Macguire, who was perusing a magazine on nudist colonies.
“Pretty soon,” Amy went on, “there are only a handful of people you like, or a handful of things you like, about the institution. Then bad things begin to happen. In our case at ACHMO, we got Suz Cra
