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to do, for Pete’s sake?”
“I don’t know, but whatever it is, it won’t be in Portland. I’m thinking of going to Salem or Corvallis. Either one of those places would be close enough for me to drive back to see the doctor. I can’t afford to pay rent on this place and another one, too. Yet, I’ll need it later on. The simplest solution would be to sublet for six months.”
“When do you want to leave?”
“As soon as possible. Saturday, if I can find a car.”
“You won’t feel like driving any distance by Saturday,” Judy protested. “You’re weak as a kitten. What’s the big rush to get out of town?”
“I don’t want to see anyone. Not Linda, or any of the people I worked with. I especially don’t want to see any of that group I went to the beach with this summer. I don’t think I could take their sly glances or patronizing attitudes. I just want to be by myself for awhile.”
Judy looked sobered. “Okay, okay. Dammit, I think I know how you feel. But let me drive you to wherever you want to go, help you find a room or an apartment, and get you settled in. Then I can take a bus or fly back. You don’t have to go right out and find a job, do you? Can’t you take a few weeks to get yourself together?”
“I could if I didn’t have to worry about this place.”
“Leave that to me. Maybe I can rent it to Glen. Ah…” She rubbed her hands together and licked her lips. “Wouldn’t that be cozy?”
“Glen, the heartthrob from Jacksonville?” Casey knew her friend had seen the quick spurt of tears that filled her eyes, and, knowing sympathy wasn’t what she needed, had ignored them.
“No less,” Judy said perkily. “Isn’t that good thinking on my part?”
“Excellent, if you can swing it.”
“I’ll give it my best Girl Scout try.” She stood, pulled up her T-shirt and zipped up the fly on her faded jeans. She grinned sheepishly. “It’s more comfortable to let it all hang out. Every time I put these things in the dryer they shrink.”
“Yeah? Those jeans are at least five years old. C’mon, admit all those late night snacks are getting to you.”
“I’m saving my money for the ‘fat farm.’ That would be the height of luxury—eat all you want and go to a luxurious place where they pamper you and massage off those extra pounds.”
“How much do you have to lose? Five pounds? Let’s see … that would be about five hundred dollars a pound. Pretty expensive for a flight attendant.”
“Oh, hush. You’re too practical for your own good. I’m going to scoot so you can get some rest. We have a big day tomorrow. I put some of that health food you like in the fridge in case you want a snack.” At the door she turned. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you, too. Thanks for everything.” Casey’s voice was husky with feeling.
Judy always avoided showing any serious emotion if she could possibly help it. “Ah … t’was nothing.” She waved her hand carelessly. “I rescue damsels in distress every day. Bye. See you in the morning.”
She could have talked all day without saying that, Casey thought bitterly. Damsels in distress . Three weeks ago the words would have meant nothing.Now, they brought the rugged features of Dan Murdock flashing before her eyes. From now on would everything having to do with knights, kings, and castles make her think of Dan?
After Dan left for Japan it had taken Casey two days to get her thoughts in order and face the fact that any relationship with him was out of the question. She didn’t want to be attracted to him and despised that strange tiny butterfly that soared happily through her when he kissed her. There was no way he could possibly be attracted to her in her present condition and whatever game he was playing she wanted no part of it. He was probably the martyr type and had convinced himself that he was responsible for the accident and was determined to atone. Nothing could persuade her to house-sit for his
“I don’t know, but whatever it is, it won’t be in Portland. I’m thinking of going to Salem or Corvallis. Either one of those places would be close enough for me to drive back to see the doctor. I can’t afford to pay rent on this place and another one, too. Yet, I’ll need it later on. The simplest solution would be to sublet for six months.”
“When do you want to leave?”
“As soon as possible. Saturday, if I can find a car.”
“You won’t feel like driving any distance by Saturday,” Judy protested. “You’re weak as a kitten. What’s the big rush to get out of town?”
“I don’t want to see anyone. Not Linda, or any of the people I worked with. I especially don’t want to see any of that group I went to the beach with this summer. I don’t think I could take their sly glances or patronizing attitudes. I just want to be by myself for awhile.”
Judy looked sobered. “Okay, okay. Dammit, I think I know how you feel. But let me drive you to wherever you want to go, help you find a room or an apartment, and get you settled in. Then I can take a bus or fly back. You don’t have to go right out and find a job, do you? Can’t you take a few weeks to get yourself together?”
“I could if I didn’t have to worry about this place.”
“Leave that to me. Maybe I can rent it to Glen. Ah…” She rubbed her hands together and licked her lips. “Wouldn’t that be cozy?”
“Glen, the heartthrob from Jacksonville?” Casey knew her friend had seen the quick spurt of tears that filled her eyes, and, knowing sympathy wasn’t what she needed, had ignored them.
“No less,” Judy said perkily. “Isn’t that good thinking on my part?”
“Excellent, if you can swing it.”
“I’ll give it my best Girl Scout try.” She stood, pulled up her T-shirt and zipped up the fly on her faded jeans. She grinned sheepishly. “It’s more comfortable to let it all hang out. Every time I put these things in the dryer they shrink.”
“Yeah? Those jeans are at least five years old. C’mon, admit all those late night snacks are getting to you.”
“I’m saving my money for the ‘fat farm.’ That would be the height of luxury—eat all you want and go to a luxurious place where they pamper you and massage off those extra pounds.”
“How much do you have to lose? Five pounds? Let’s see … that would be about five hundred dollars a pound. Pretty expensive for a flight attendant.”
“Oh, hush. You’re too practical for your own good. I’m going to scoot so you can get some rest. We have a big day tomorrow. I put some of that health food you like in the fridge in case you want a snack.” At the door she turned. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you, too. Thanks for everything.” Casey’s voice was husky with feeling.
Judy always avoided showing any serious emotion if she could possibly help it. “Ah … t’was nothing.” She waved her hand carelessly. “I rescue damsels in distress every day. Bye. See you in the morning.”
She could have talked all day without saying that, Casey thought bitterly. Damsels in distress . Three weeks ago the words would have meant nothing.Now, they brought the rugged features of Dan Murdock flashing before her eyes. From now on would everything having to do with knights, kings, and castles make her think of Dan?
After Dan left for Japan it had taken Casey two days to get her thoughts in order and face the fact that any relationship with him was out of the question. She didn’t want to be attracted to him and despised that strange tiny butterfly that soared happily through her when he kissed her. There was no way he could possibly be attracted to her in her present condition and whatever game he was playing she wanted no part of it. He was probably the martyr type and had convinced himself that he was responsible for the accident and was determined to atone. Nothing could persuade her to house-sit for his
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