....... On a Friday night in November I was home alone. A guy in Jenny's office was being transferred to Los Angles, and she was at the going away party. A little after midnight, the phone woke me. It was Jenny, "If I were you, I'd take a chair into the bedroom closet. I might be bringing home another birthday gift for you. I love you." Surprised at the call, I hurried to make the bed and pry a few louvers in the closet door apart. I was ready when I heard the car pull into our driveway. The front door opened, and I heard Jenny, "Thanks for the ride home, Bill. I had too, too much to drink." Bill was the guy leaving for L.A. He was about my age and very good-looking. "My pleasure, Jenny. The party was beginning to drag, anyway. What do you say we wake Ron up and keep the party going here?" "No can do. Ron's in Denver until tomorrow, and I've had enough to drink for the night. I'm very tight! How about you? Want a coffee or another drink?" "Sure, coffee sounds great. |