‘You, too.’ Her cheeks colored. She shrugged. ‘It’s nice, isn’t it? Having someone to come home to.’ I pursed my lips a moment. It was . .... . ‘Sure is.’ We just stared at each other, sharing another of those awkward moments before we both laughed self-consciously. ‘Hey, uh . . . so how was Baylor?’ Angie rolled her eyes. ‘Not worth the tuition,’ she said with a dry laugh. ‘Really, it was all right. That’s where I met Sam, so I guess it was worth it.’ ‘Sam . . . your husband?’ Angie nodded. She. ”I couldn’t help wondering who worked for who in this situation?We were having family style dinners most nights as more and more people were coming by to help for a few hours after their day job. Brenda viewed it as a way to practice and scale up. We all ate better than we would by ourselves. We really had become a very large family, unusual as that sounds.Stephanie, Jim and Laura were off in the corner chatting away. Brenda’s daughter Susan came out tonight. She had moved closer to campus when. I was wondering where you were and what you were doing. About the time I was walking to the truck to go look for you I saw a car drive up and you got out with a big grin and laid down on the ground even though there was neighbors outside. It looked like the car was full of a bunch of guys. They drove down a hundred or so from the driveway and stopped all five of them had their heads hanging out the windows of the car. They looked to be a bunch of twenty or so year old guys.I was wondering what. They finished their drinks and were about toreturn to the hall when Stan turned to Bobby; "I meant it when I saidyou were the prettiest girl here, you know" he said, taking Bobbie inhis arms. The two young people kissed passionately. Bobbie felt herheart pounding. As "Rob" he had fancied Sally for a long time, butbefore this week their relationship had not been anything more thanplatonic friendship. Gender Week had, perforce, brought them much closertogether and Bobbie sincerely hoped that once.