I started to ask Gabriel, then heard Grace’s voice continue with, “It’s at three o’clock. Give me a call if you want a lift.” As she rattled off Gabriel’s address, I checked the clock on the microwave. Twenty to two. “Oh-oh, it’s at three o’clock,” I said. “Damn. Why did that have to be today?” “We had to get out of bed some time.” “Why?” He sounded like a sulky child and I had to grin. “Grace offered me a ride. If I’m going to accept it, I need to call right away. And shower and get dressed.” “Why would Grace think you’d want to come to this meeting?” “Oh, uh…” Now I felt shy in front of this man who’d explored the most intimate parts of my body. “I told her I was interested in helping out.” “You did?” “You got me thinking about what I really want to do.
