Both Roger and I accompanied Laurel to the airport. On the way back, I asked him what he wanted to do in the near future. He said he planned to return to work, hoping to feel normal again. I told him that, in that case, I'd go back to school, but I'll come to his house 3 times a week to clean and make sure he has food to eat. He chuckled, "Biana, you are a terrific girl, but I prefer you spend your free time with people your own age."
I pretended to be upset, "Are you saying I am not welcome in your house again?"
For the first time since his wife's accident, he laughed, "Are you kidding? I love having you around, but wasting your time on an oldie is hardly appropriate."
I winked at him, "I do not have a boyfriend, so I have plenty of free time. In any case, you are not an oldie but a go
