The dancing with April had shown him the operation and recovery had taken a toll on him. April, he still was smiling thinking about her cute face and how happy she looked. How she’d talked non-stop in the truck on the way home and then wouldn’t settle down and go to bed once she got home. A couple of months ago he would have found that downright irritating, but now it made him laugh. He pulled open the fridge and got out some orange juice. Strange that Susanne wasn’t up and around. He’d thought she was still in bed until he heard the front door closing and saw her heading into the kitchen with her coat and hat on. “You’re up bright and early,” he said. “Yeah, I went out to check out an apartment.” Apartment. That was right. Her time as his nurse was coming to an end and she had senior lady to take care of soon. Not a live-in position, so she and April needed some place to live. He was going to say they could stay on at his place while he was gone on the circuit, but she spoke up before he could.
