Amy and had a fun afternoon and evening on Monday. We’d visited the Eagles, and the Eaglets have really grown. And there were more feathers, but why six? Then we’d visited Mrs. Benallie and her clothing shop, and came away with some new things. Then it was dinner at a restaurant in Santa Fe that we hadn’t been to before. We had a great Mexican meal. Then it was off to the Sandia Crest for the Sunset. And Amy and I talked about next school year.

It’s funny from up on the Crest we are only two-and-a-half miles from the house which is five-thousand feet below us, but it’s a 36-mile drive from up here to home.

On Tuesday after my classes, I started looking for a book for the new course. It wasn’t looking promising. Amy and I had a nice talk about this coming summer and our expected visitors. Were Bill and Bridget going to come back from Scotland and be secretly married? I say, yes.

Wednesday after classes things got off on the wrong foot. Dr. Joe was a little short with me, and I received a command performance request from the Dean to attend a meeting. And that set my mood for the rest of the day. The meeting was with Detective Edwards, and it was about the break-in at our office and the guy that did it. The problem with the book hit me during the meeting, and I left quickly after the meeting was over.

Dr. Joe and I had a good talk about the class and book, and we worked things out. Then Dr. Joe told me to go home and relax or meditate or whatever it would take to calm me down. When I’d gotten home, I set up the fire pit, lit the fire, and before I could start meditating Naainish had shown up, he helped me meditate. Was he really here?

Dinner with Amy at Nunzio's that night, not to mention what happened later on the couch in the courtyard, helped my attitude immensely.

On my twenty-minute drive to the university on Thursday morning I thought about yesterday. And most of that was about Naainish showing up or was I dreaming that he was there. No matter what, after what happened, I felt better.

I didn’t have time to stop by the office before my first class. So after my classes, I stopped by the office. It was dark, so I figured that Dr. Joe wasn’t there. I was going to work on the finals for the two classes that I was teaching. But, there was a note on the desk that said that the Dean wanted to see me. I said out loud, “Now what?”

I called the Dean’s office, and Sara answered, “Good morning, Dean Rutherford’s office.”

“Hi, Sara.”, I said. “It’s Kai. I understand the Dean wants to see me.”

“Yes, Kai, he does.”

“When could he see me?”

“Let me check. Hold on.”

I heard a click, and I waited.

I minute later I heard, “Kai?”

“Yes.”, I said.

“The Dean could see you in half an hour. Can you do that?”

“I’ll be there.”

“I’ll tell him. Bye, Kai.”

“So long, Sara.”

I hung up the phone and sat there thinking. Thinking about what this could be about. Then I thought, after yesterday could this be bad?

Half an hour later, I was walking into the Dean’s office. Sara saw me, smiled, and said, “Hi, Kai.”

“Hi, Sara.”, I said. “Am I in trouble again?”

“I don’t think so. Go on back. He’s expecting you.”

As I started walking back to the Dean’s office, I said, “Thanks.”

I walked up to the door to the Dean’s office and knocked. Then I heard a, “Come.”

As I walked into the office, I said, “You wanted to see me, Dean Rutherford?”

“Yes, Miss Nez.”, the Dean said. “Come in and have a seat.”

I walked into the office and sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Then the Dean said, “Miss Nez, I understand that you are having problems with this new course in computer design?”

“Sort of.”, I replied.

“What appears to be the problem?”

“I’m uncomfortable with the class.”

“In what way?”

“I’m uncomfortable with the subject and the thought of possibly having to write a text for it … Well, to be honest, it scares me.”

“I didn’t think that there was anything that scared you, Miss Nez.”

“When I’m unfamiliar with the subject it can.”

“But, you’ve done so well with the Introduction to Computer Design.”

“I know.”, I said. “I have a good text, and the instructor's guide is excellent. I knew some of the technical details, but I’m learning along with my class. I have to stay two steps ahead of my students.”

“But you do so well with what you’re doing for Los Alamos.”, Dean Rutherford said.

“Yes, sir. But that had to do with a subject that I’m very comfortable with.”

“What’s that, Miss Nez?”

“Integrated circuits.”

“Aren’t those part of a computer?”

“Yes, sir. A major part. But, they’re a major subject in their own right. Hooking them together to make whatever you want to make is something else again.”

“But, you did so well on those circuits that you’ve already done for Los Alamos.”

“Yes, sir. Those were fairly straight forward, and Dr. Oshie was also involved in them.”

“I see. So, if this were a class in integrated circuits, you wouldn’t have a problem with it?”

“No, sir. I wouldn’t. Like with the last project that we did for Los Alamos, I saw that what they wanted us to design had already been done, and was a readily available IC.

“Also that first project for the Apollo Spacecraft. If it hadn’t been a limited use circuit, it would have been a good candidate to become an integrated circuit. And it still might.”

“So, you can design integrated circuits?”

“Yes, sir.”

“But, the design of a computer isn’t something that you’d want to tackle?”

“Not completely. The integrated circuits that would be involved, yes. But, everything else would take a lot of research on my part.”

“Interesting, Miss Nez. I’m beginning to understand your feelings.

“So, I think that we might need to find someone else to teach the new course.”

With a deep sigh, I said, “That might be for the best.”

“Have you found a textbook yet?”, Dean Rutherford asked.

“No, sir. We’ve ordered some, through the bookstore, to take a look at. But I wasn’t pleased with anyone of them.”

“Would you mind continuing the search?”

“No, sir. I’d be happy to with Dr. Oshie’s help.

“I think what we’re going to do is list the new course as being taught by the staff. Now, are you still willing to teach the introduction to computer design?”

“Yes, sir. I feel that I have a good handle on that.”

“I’m glad to hear that. We’ve received nothing but good comments about that class.”

“Thank you, sir.”

I left the Dean’s office, and as I walked past Sara’s desk, she asked, “Were you in trouble, Kai?”

“Not this time, Sara.”, I said.

“That’s good.”

I went back to the office, and Dr. Joe was there. As I walked in, he looked at me and said, “Well?”

“Well, what?”, I replied.

“What do you think of what the Dean had to say?”

“You knew he was going to talk to me. Didn’t you?”

“Of course, I did.”

I frowned and said, “Thanks, friend.”

“Kai, this was something you needed to do spontaneously. You needed to go in there and answer his questions from the heart. Not with some answers that you’d thought about for hours.”

I thought for a few seconds and said, “You’re right.”

I sat down at the work table and spent the rest of the afternoon working on the final exams for my classes.

Friday when I got home there was some construction equipment parked off to one side of the driveway. So, it looks like the hogan construction was in progress. When I walked into the house, after a wonderful greeting from Amy, she said, “There was a message from Hosteen on the machine. And he said that they were able to set the forms for the concrete today, and got that approved. So they will be pouring concrete on Monday.”

“Have you looked outback?”, I asked.

“No, I waited for you.”

I took Amy’s hand, and we walked out through the back courtyard, and I opened the gate to the backyard. And as we’d discussed with Hosteen, there were forms set right up to the gate for a sidewalk. Those forms then led to where the east-facing door to the hogan was to be. And the forms for the octagon-shaped base of the hogan were set. In the middle of the area was an octagon-shaped brick structure which I figured would be the fire pit. There was a layer of gravel inside the forms, and the whole area had wire mesh placed inside of it.

Then Amy asked, “What’s that brick thingy in the middle?”

“That brick thingy is the fire pit.”

“Oh.”

On Saturday, Charlie and Jackie came up for the day. And we were able to mount the third garage opener. Then we needed some wood screws to mount the wall hangings. So, Charlie and I made a run to the hardware store, where we’d bought the couches for the courtyard, and we purchased two-dozen wood screws for the wall hangings. We couldn’t find stainless steel screws, so we went with brass. When we were back at the house, we managed to install all the hangers for the wall hangings. And that made Amy happy.

Mounting the hangers on an adobe wall involved making sure, with Amy’s approval, exactly where the hanger was going. Then we would carefully drill a five-inch deep hole into the adobe wall, then we’d cut a piece of dowel rod five-inches long, carefully drill a small hole in the end for the Concho hanger screw, then carefully force the dowel rod into the hole in the adobe wall, and then we’d mount one of the Concho hangers that Mr. Yazzie had made for us. Then finally hang the wall hanging or picture.

We used one of the hangings in the master suite as our trial. And it went better than I thought it would. The hangers that Mr. Yazzie had made added to the look.

Once we had the mounting of the hangers down to an art, we moved right along. Charlie and I installing the hangers, and Amy and Jackie cleaning up the mess we made and hanging the picture or wall hanging. We had everything hung that we wanted to hang in short time. And we even had three hangers left over.

The last of the wall hangings or pictures we hung were the two sand paintings, the one with the two Yei spirits and the one with the four sacred mountains. Luckily they were both in the same size frames. We hung them on either side of the embroidered copy of the ‘Wolf Prayer’ with the two wolf heads that Aunt Ruth had given us, that was hanging in the entranceway. We also changed the hanger for the ‘Wolf Prayer’ so that it matched the other hangers.

When Charlie and I were at the hardware store, I’d also found a spotlight fixture. I was going to change one of the fixtures in the entranceway to illuminate the three wall hangings. So Charlie helped me change the light fixture, and it worked the way I wanted it too, and it did an excellent job of showing off the three wall hangings.

After we'd finished, Amy and Jackie put together a wonderful dinner. While they were making dinner, I took Charlie to the backyard and showed him the forms for the hogan. He was impressed that they had used steel forms instead of wood.

Then after dinner, we had drinks out in the back courtyard. Jackie and Charlie had ice tea, and Amy and I had sangria. As we sat there enjoying the evening, Amy said, “I just figured out a good place for those six Eagle feathers.”

“You have six more feathers?”, Jackie asked.

And we told Charlie and Jackie about finding the six feathers when we’d visited the Eagles and Eaglets. Then I asked Amy, “So, where do we put them?”

“On the three wall hangings in the entranceway.”, Amy replied.

“I like that.”, Jackie said.

“So, do I.”, I added.

As Charlie and Jackie were leaving, I said, “Guys, thank you for your help. I would have been nervous drilling hole in the adobe.”

“And you think I wasn’t?”, Charlie said.

“You were?”

“Sure. I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“But at least you had the proper tools and knew what you were doing.”

“If you say so, Kai.”

“I say so, Charlie.”

There were hugs all around. And I was surprised, as Charlie hugged me like I was a girl. I guess I am a girl. Aren’t I?

On Sunday, Amy and I attached the six feathers to the three wall hangings in the entranceway. Then we did some housework, and we both finished writing our final exams for our classes. Amy was going to type them up this week. Then we called Iz at the Santa Ana Pueblo, and we met him and his wife at the reservoir and visited with the Eagles and Eaglets. The Eaglets are getting big, and we watched them exercising their wings. Iz and his wife were surprised that we had found six feathers the last time we were up here.

On Monday, Amy was working until eight tonight, and when I got home, I was surprised. There was a pile of rough-hewn logs next to the driveway. I looked at them, and they already had the notches cut in them, and they were also all numbered. I then walked behind the house and looked at where the hogan was going to be. The concrete had been poured, the forms removed, and the concrete cut in pattern from a corner of the fire pit to the corresponding corner of the floor. I saw long threaded rods coming up through the concrete every so often. And I figured that that was to secure the first course of logs to the concrete pad.

Then I noticed that there were two pieces of conduit running through the concrete next to where the door would be. I thought, ‘We weren’t going to run electric to the hogan. So, why the conduit? I need to ask Hosteen.’

I went into the house and changed out of my teaching clothes into shorts, a comfortable blouse, and moccasins. When I went out into the kitchen, I noticed that the light on the answering machine was blinking. I rewound the tape and listened to the tape. It was a message from Hosteen. He said that they would let the concrete set for a couple of days before they would start construction of the actual hogan. Then he said, “Kai if you noticed the conduit running through the concrete. We did that just in case that sometime in the future you’d want electric. It would make it easier to run it without having to cut through the concrete or drill through a log. We’ll run the conduit to the top of the wall then cap both ends.”

When Amy came home, and after a warm welcome from me, she commented about all of the logs. I took her out back and showed her the concrete work. She looked at it and said, “I can’t wait. I want to spend a night in it.”

“I know.”, I said. “But, we’ll have to have Naainish come back first.”

“Oh. To do a House Blessing Ceremony.”

“Very good.”

The rest of the week was just teaching and taking classes — still no project from Los Alamos.

On Thursday, I stopped at the bookstore to check on the books and no books. And it was early afternoon when I pulled into the house. And there were a couple of pickup trucks parked just off of the driveway. The pile of logs was missing. And there was now a pile of various size logs all smaller in diameter than the ones that had been there. And there was also a big pile of dirt. I pulled the car into the garage and closed the door, then went into the house and changed out of my teaching clothes. Then I walked out into the back courtyard and through the gate into the backyard, and I was surprised. The log walls of the hogan were almost complete. The doorway had been framed in, and I watched as they set the last two courses of logs. Those two courses of logs were above the door frame, so I guessed that the wall was about eight feet high.

I saw Hosteen standing by the hogan, so I walked closer and said, “Yá’át’ééh, Hosteen. - (It is good, Hosteen.)”

He looked at me and said, “Yá’át’ééh, Kai.”

“That looks really nice. And you got the walls up so quickly.”

“Thanks. We pre-build a small log building like this one at the shop. It makes it go together quickly on the building site. And we should have it done next week.

“We’ll do the roof, and that will be with more cedar logs in a pyramid style with a thick layer of adobe on top of the logs. Giving it a rounded look. Then we can do the floor and chink the logs. Do you still want a wood floor?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“I’m planning on using red oak. It’ll hold up better than almost anything else.”

“That sounds good.”

“Didn’t you do something special for my Uncle Gaagii with the smoke hole in his hogan?”

“I keep forgetting that Gaagii Haskie is your uncle. And, yes we did something special. We build up the lip so that the rain won’t blow in, but it will still drip or fall into the fire pit. And we’ll do that for you too.”

“Thanks, Hosteen.”

When Amy came home, she changed, and we had dinner. Then I took her outback, and she saw the work that had been completed on the hogan, and she was amazed. Then I said, “I watched them put the last two courses of logs on, and they’ll probably get started on the roof tomorrow.”

“Then it’ll be done?”, Amy asked excitedly.

“No, once they get all the roof on, then they have to chink the logs, and do the floor. Hosteen said that they should have it done next week.”

I got a big kiss from Amy, and when we broke the kiss, she said, “This is so much fun.”

“It’s another room to clean.”, I said sarcastically.

“Don’t be a spoilsport. It won’t be that hard to clean.”

“I know. But we’re going to have to buy more rugs.”

“Another trip to Taos?”

“But let’s wait until it’s finished and you can better see what would look good.”

“Okay.”

Friday when I walked into the office after my classes, Dr. Joe was there. He looked up at me and said, “Dr. Kai, the bookstore called and three of the books are in.”

“Good.”, I said. “That’ll give me something to do while Amy works till midnight tonight. If not later.”

“Do you two see each other much?”

“Sure, we do. And we knew that it would be like this with the crazy shifts that nurses work. And we make up for it.”

“I’ll bet you do.”

“And what’s with the Dr. Kai crap?”, I asked.

“That’s who the bookstore asked for.”, Dr. Joe replied.

“What?”

“They asked for Dr. Kai Nez.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I just told them that I’d tell you.”

“Still nothing from Los Alamos?”

“No, but this happens sometimes. They’ll probably hit us with something right at the end of the quarter.”

“That figures.”

“Hágoónee', Dr. Joe. I’ll see you Monday, and you can have the three books to go over.”

“Hágoónee', Dr. Kai.”

I glared at him, shook my head, and walked out of the office. And I walked over to the bookstore. I told one of the bookstore clerks who I was and that I’d ordered some books. He went and found the manager. The manager walked out of his office carrying four books. He set them on the counter and said, “Dr. Nez, we just had another book arrive, so I have four of the books for you.”

“Good.”, I replied. “So the others will be in next week.”

“Yes, they should be, Dr. Nez.”

“Can I ask where Dr. Nez is coming from.”

“It was on the order form, and the books came addressed to Dr. Kai Nez. Is there a problem?”

“Kind of. I’m not a doctor of any kind.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. Someone just assumed something.”

I took the four books and four instructors guides and put them in my briefcase. And I headed home. As I pulled into the driveway, there were four pickup trucks parked off to the side, and the pile of smaller logs had dwindled in size.

I parked my car and went into the house. Amy met me, and I received a very warm welcome. Then she followed me to our bedroom, and as I changed out of my teaching clothes and into the usual shorts, blouse, and moccasins, Amy said, “Those guys have been working hard out there. I was home at about eleven-thirty, and they may have taken a lunch break, but I’m not sure of that.”

“I know. I watched them finish the walls, and they know their job.”, I said. “Let’s go and take a look.”

Amy and I walked out through the back courtyard and into the backyard. I was amazed at what these guys had accomplished today. I saw layers of logs on top of layers of logs on the roof, and it did look like a pyramid of wood. It appeared that there was six maybe seven layers of logs, each one smaller than the one below it. 

Hosteen was there, and he walked over to us and said “Yá’át’ééh, Kai dóó Ajie. What do you think?”

“Yá’át’ééh. Hosteen.”, I said. “These guys amaze me.”

“They’re excellent workers and know what they’re doing. We’re going to go up one more layer of logs on the roof to make the smoke hole a little smaller. Then we’ll be done for today.

“The guys that do the dirt work on the roof will be here Monday. Then Tuesday we’ll get started on chinking the logs and started on the floor. They should finish the floor on Wednesday. And then on Thursday, we’ll do the finish work.”

“Can we go inside?”, I asked.

“Sure.”, Hosteen said.

We walked into the hogan. They’d run an extension cord from an outside outlet on the house to inside the hogan so that they could have light. Amy and I looked up and saw the various layers of logs making up the roof, and Amy said, “Looks just like Uncle Gaagii’s hogan.”

“It’s close.”, Hosteen said. “This one is a little bit bigger. But they’re both built out of cedar logs. Are you going to put a bed in this one?”

“Maybe.”, I said. “We haven’t talked much about it. But it would make a nice guest room.”

“With four bedrooms in the house, you need a guest room?”

“Three bedrooms and an office. At least for now.”

“I see.”

“Well, we’ll let you get back to work, and see you next week. “Hágoónee', Hosteen. - (See you later, Hosteen.)”

“See you next week. Hágoónee', Kai dóó Ajie.”

We walked back into the house, and I asked Amy, “Do we have any sangria?”

“No. And, we don’t have what it takes to make it either.”, Amy replied.

“Oh well. I’ll live.”

“I know you will. But I have a light dinner for us.”

Amy and I sat at the breakfast bar and had a nice southwestern salad for dinner. Then I followed her to our bedroom and sat on the bed as she changed into her nurses uniform. She still looks cute in a uniform.

Then I walked with her into the garage. And before she got in the car, we shared a long sweet kiss. Then I looked into those gorgeous blue eyes of hers, and said, “Ayóó'áníínísh'ní, Ajie. - (I love you, Ajie.)”

“Ayóó aníínísh’ní aldó’, Kai. - (I love you too, Kai.)”

We kissed again. Amy got into her car and left for work. I walked back into the house, retrieved the four books and their instructors guide from my briefcase, and headed for the courtyard. And, just as I went to walk out onto the courtyard the phone rang, I grabbed the phone, and said, “Hello.”

And I heard, “Miss Nez?”

“Yes.”

“This is Dean Rutherford.”

“Yes, sir. What can I help you with?”

“Are you available tomorrow evening at six?”

“I think so, sir. Why?”

“I meant to tell you this earlier this week. But, there’s a car club meeting on Saturday.”

“Oh.”

“Yes, I was hoping that you could bring your ‘57 Chevy to the meeting.”

“I should be able to.”

The Dean then gave me all of the details. Plus his phone number if something came up. And I told him that we’d try to be there.

Then I headed to the courtyard with the books. Of the four books, two of them went by the wayside quickly. One of them I wouldn’t even call a technical book. I then made and ate a light dinner, then went back and looked at the two remaining books. After an hour another one bit the dust. So, out of those four books, one had possibilities. I hope that one of the other five is better than the first four.

I knew that there wasn’t any sangria, so I just poured myself a glass of wine, and took it out to the courtyard, and curled up on one of the couches. I was alone. Or was I. I felt the spirits. The spirits of the fire.

I got up, laid a fire, and lit it. Then I went back to the couch, sat, took a sip of wine, and watched as the fire grew. I felt the spirits. Then I took another sip of wine. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

I was startled by the phone ringing. It took me a second or two to shake out the cobwebs. Then I ran for the closest phone, the one in our bedroom. I answered it, “Hello.”

I heard Amy say, “Hi, honey. Are you all right?”

“Hi, sweetheart. Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”

“I had to let the phone ring a long time before you answered.”

“Sorry. I was sitting out on in the courtyard watching the fire, and must have fallen asleep.”

“Naainish wasn’t there again. Was he?”

“No. Just me, a glass of wine, and a fire.”

“No spirits?”

“Oh yeah. Maybe the spirits too.”

“You really relaxed. Didn’t you?”, Amy said.

“You know I did.”, I replied. “There’s something about being here that feels so good. There’s only one thing missing.”

“What’s that?”

“You.”

“You’re sweet. I wish I was there with you.”

“I wish you were too. I think I’m going to look into putting a phone out on the courtyard.”

“Why?”

“I see us spending a lot of time out here.”

“Me too.”

“So, what’s up?”, I asked.

“I had a break, and I wanted to hear your voice.”, Amy replied.

“You’re sweet too. You going to be home on time?”

“Hopefully. But you know how it goes.”

“I know.”

“Gotta run.”

“Okay love. Ayóó'áníínísh'ní. - (I love you.) Hágoónee'. - (see you later)”

“Ayóó aníínísh’ní aldó’. - (I love you too.) Hágoónee'.”

And we hung up. I walked back out onto the courtyard, and I noticed the fire had died down. It shouldn’t have burned down that quickly.

It hadn’t been that long since I’d lit the fire. Or had it? I went and looked at the clock-radio in the bedroom, and it had been more than two hours since I’d lit the fire. I must have fallen asleep.

I went back out and tossed a couple of logs on the fire. Then I looked around the courtyard hoping to find a telephone outlet that I might have missed. Because with most of the walls on the house side of the courtyard being sliding glass doors, installing a phone jack wouldn’t be fun. And what wasn’t sliding glass doors was adobe. Did I find an outlet? No.

At about twelve-thirty Saturday morning, I was sitting in the big room reading, and I was happy to hear the garage door go up. Amy was home. A few minutes later, she walked in, saw me sitting there, walked over, and sat on my lap. Then she kissed me.

When we broke the kiss, she said, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”, I replied.

“You’re going to hate me.”

“Why?”

“They want me to work eight to four tomorrow.”

“You won’t even get eight hours of sleep.”

“I know.”

“And I guess I’ll have to find someone else to go with me tomorrow.”

“Go where!?”

“Dean Rutherford called tonight and wants me to bring the’57 Chevy to his car club’s meeting tomorrow.”

“You can’t go without me.”

“I don’t want to go without you. But … ”

“But what?”

“But it was the Dean asking.”

“What time?”

“It starts at six. And it’s at one of the city parks, and they’re having a picnic dinner.”

“We can make that.”

“Are you sure?”, I asked.

“If I can be back here by four-thirty we can.”, Amy replied.

“Okay.”

“Now, I need to get a shower and to bed.”

“What about dinner?”

“I grabbed something at the hospital.”

She surprised me, she was in the shower, then quickly in bed and asleep, and back up at six-thirty. We had a quick breakfast, and she left the house at seven-thirty.

I’m not going to bore you with everything that I did today. It was housework, general cleaning, washing clothes, grocery shopping, and so on. Plus I did some reading.

The idea of a telephone extension out in the courtyard was in the back of my mind all day, and when I was in the utility room doing laundry, I looked at the box where the telephone line came in, and the extensions were wired from a terminal strip in the box. There were conduits coming up out of the floor and into the box. I opened the box, and one of those conduits didn’t have a wire coming out of it. But it did have a pull wire in it. Hmm. Where does this go? I’ll ask Hosteen next week. I had to take another look around the courtyard and still couldn’t see anything.

As I sat in the courtyard, reading and waiting for Amy to come home, and I had an idea. Instead of the ‘57 Chevy, why not take the ‘53 Corvette. The chance of anyone seeing one of these before was very slim. Or better yet, take both of them. But, Amy was not the best at driving stick. But, the Corvette was an automatic. Hmm.

At about four o’clock, I started getting ready. After my shower, it was the special panties, a bra, and the forms. I then chose a beautiful blouse and one of the long velvet skirts. And, my wrap moccasins came next. I braided my hair into two braids. And I was going to wait for everything else until Amy was home.

At about four-thirty, I heard one of the garage doors go up. Amy was home. We both walked into the big room at about the same time. And Amy said, “Looks like you’re about ready to go.”

“Just about.”, I replied. “I have a question for you.”

“So, ask.”