I don't know much about the private lives of zombies, why they don't eat each other, if or where they sleep, how they can walk and grab if they can't ...even figure out how a zipper works, and other imponderables.I guess in the middle ages, it was thought that fleas came from old rags, spontaneously springing into existence. I know a baby pigeon is called a squib, but I have never seen one, perhaps they are a mythological creature like bigfoot and unicorns. I have strange random thoughts at times.. I had no sexual experience with men, mainly because I was worried about getting AIDS. Safe sex for me had become no sex. But it was very lonely. Our major break came when Old Mr. Weller said, ‘Damned good idea!’ You may recognize the Weller name. It’s on many of the public buildings in the city, including the Weller School of Law at the university. And there’s Weller Park downtown and the Weller Wing at the Children’s Hospital. Old Mr. Weller devoted his time to charity, including the Downtown. ‘Looks like you’re doing pretty good,’ He said. ‘I’ve been doing little endurance workouts at the apartment gym.’ ‘Just be sure and not over do it. Are you about done here?’ ‘I’ll need to shower and change somewhere before we go out. Should I do it here or can I do it at your place?’ ‘Hospital administration has been getting real twitchy about my using the facilities for personal things. My place is kind of on the way and I figured you’d need to change there anyway.’ I finished my work out and. The emotional side would always trump the practicalities when it came to Julian. He’d suffered so much. Yes, she had to think. And more, she had to tell the man, whatever it was that she decided when she got done thinking.She smiled her welcome. “Right on time, a girl always loves it when her man is on time; it shows he is anxious to be with her,” she said.“Anxious would be an understatement,” I said.“Let’s eat. I spent half the day cooking it,” she said.“Well, good, I need you to practice for.