Chapter 36

“How’s he doing?” John asked as he, Mike and I sat in the kitchen sipping our morning coffee.

“Struggling to come to grips with—” I started.

“Hi, John. When did you get back?” It was Andy, showered, shaved and looking wonderful in his U of M loungers, bare-chested.

I got up and went over to him. He kissed me.

“I got back just about—” John checked his watch. “Thirty-five minutes ago. I hear you had quite a shock.”

Andy half laughed, “About a billion kilowatts, I would estimate.” He drew a deep breath. “But I think I’ll survive.”

I looked at him, hoping he’d turned some corner, come to some level of acceptance.

“Mike, can you drive me over to Nelson’s place? I need to talk to him. I have his telephone number, so we can get directions.”

“Sure,” Mike said.

I started to get out of my chair.” I’ll get dressed. It’ll only take me five—”

“No, David, Please, I need to do this on my own.”

I nodded and sat back down.