"Think anybody's game to try to find out?" "Nobody I know."Think anybody's game to try to find out?" "Nobody I know. Unless you're thinking about it, in which case I'd suggest you get the last rites first." Tom laughed. "No chance! Come on. We'll be late for class." At noon, when he reached his locker she was putting her books away. "Hi, again!" she greeted him. "You going home for lunch or eating here?" "Going home," he replied. "I only live a few blocks away." "Really? So do I. What street?" He hesitated, warning bells going off in his head. "Uh, Carson," he said finally, "at the corner of Dousman." She laughed. "Isn't that a coincidence? We're neighbors at home, too. Well, practically, anyway. I'm only a few houses away from you on Carson. Corner of Bellevue." She pursed her lips, looking down at him with eyes that were suddenly heavy lidded. "Want to walk home with me?" He felt his face getting suddenly hot. "Ah, thanks, Angie, but I hafta see someone for a second," he said lamely. "Why don't you just go on ahead?" She looked amused. "Sure. I understand. See you this afternoon." She swung away down the hall with Tom again unable to take his eyes off her massive figure. He did not see her again until after the first class that afternoon, and they did little more than greet each other. |