Paper napkins will do nicely. Everything is in the cabinet over the sink.â
âBossy, arenât you?â
Jane grimaced. She didnât bother to respond. âItâs not even seven oâclock yet, Mike. You woke me up out of a sound sleep. What do you expect, full makeup and ironed linen?â Miss Congeniality she wasnât. He was seeing her at her absolute worst. If he could put up with her until she had her coffee and turned into a human being, it would be a miracle. It would also tell what kind of man he was.
âI really am sorry, Jane. I should have called. For some reason I thought you were an early riser.â He followed her into the kitchen and pulled out a chair for her. âYou just sit down, and Iâll take care of everything.â
Jane marveled at how efficient he was, even in a kitchen he didnât know.
Momentarily, he sat down across from her. âI hate eating breakfast alone. How about you?â
Jane shrugged. âIâm not much on breakfast actually. Pop-Tarts on the run most of the time. An apple in the car. That kind of thing. So, what do you want to do today? After I turn into a human being that is,â she asked, sipping her coffee. âIâd like to explore the property and the entire house. Did the Larouxs leave anything behind? People usually do if they consider it junk. When I was here with the realtor, he showed me the attic. I remember there was all kinds of stuff, old clothes, toys, boxes . . .â
âItâs all still up there. Iâve never gone through it, but itâs been on my âto doâ list. I guess today is as good a time as any to get it cleaned out. Iâll take some trash bags up there with us. Are we going to have time to talk about my patient?â
âSure,â Mike said. âAnytime you want.â
âHowâs your battery guy doing?â
His face split into a wide grin. âHe called last night to tell me heâs ordering a case of those big D batteries. I asked him why, and he said he liked the curly wire on the top and you can never have enough batteries. By the way, Duracell went up two points. He faxed me a printout.â
âIt doesnât sound to me like heâs unhappy with his life,â Jane observed, sipping her coffee from the delicate cup.
âAs far as I can tell, he isnât the least bit unhappy. Heâs just obsessed, and he wants to overcome the obsession. If the rest of my patients were as happy as he is, Iâd be delighted.â
âAnd out of a job,â she added.
âWell, thatâs true. But you know, other than him, I donât know anyone who is truly happy. Everyone I know who got married right after college is either already divorced or headed for the divorce court. No one wants to work at marriage anymore. When I was a college student, I decided I wanted to settle into a career before getting married, and I stuck to it. Now I know exactly what kind of woman I want. How about you, Jane?â
âIâHow about me?â she stuttered, wondering what kind of woman he was talking about. âI wanted a career first, too.â Tomorrow she was going to run ten miles even if she got shin splints all the way up to her neck. âAs for the kind of man I want . . . I donât know. Iâve been so busy I havenât thought about it. I have a very full and rewarding life.â
He regarded her with a knowing look. âThatâs what everyone says when they donât have anyone in their life. I say it, too.â His expression lightened. âSo, what do you think of my breakfast?â he asked, changing topics.
âFor takeout, it ainât bad,â Jane said, finishing off the last of her beignet.
Mike leaned back against his chair. âTell you what, Iâll clean up here while you shower and dress. Do you wash these cups and glasses by hand or put them in the dishwasher ?â He sat forward and
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