“How come?”
“Well, usually I bill by the hour, but they’ve been saying I’m too thorough with each person and spend too much time investigating. Whoo-ie! Now I bill by the people I talk to. Plus, even though I have a photographic memory, I have to write up a report on each interview. And believe me, those reports can be a bear, you’re typing ’em up the middle of the night.”
“I’m sure you can manage it,” I said reassuringly as I escorted him to the door.
“I wouldn’t mind the typing so much,” he said disconsolately, “if only I didn’t get so hungry.”
So I gave him another tart. Donny Saunders may be a pig, but I can never resist a hungry soul.
To my surprise, Arch called and asked if Todd could spend the night. I said yes, and was further pleased when Arch asked for his favorite dinner, b
