“Arizona? Why on earth should I want to go to Arizona?” “I don’t know. You like cacti, don’t you? And the weather’s pretty good.” “The weather’s pretty good here. Besides, I’m right in the middle of the busiest semester I’ve ever had. And also, I thought that you and I were taking a raincheck.” “Well, it won’t be just us. One of my students is coming along. In fact, two or three of my students may be coming along. We’re visiting the Navajo reservation at Window Rock.” Susan shook her head. “I can’t believe you sometimes. You are the most – I don’t know. You are the most off-the-wall person I ever met. Sometimes I feel like you arrived here from another planet, and you haven’t quite learned how Earth people behave.” “All the same, how about coming to Arizona?” “No, Jim. I can’t.” “I need you, Susan. I wouldn’t ask you if I didn’t need you. And I’m not talking about sexually. I’m talking about needing you, okay? Like needing your support.”
