." Jetta?" I repeated in surprise.The name Jetta rang a bell in the back of my head somewhere. It wasn't what you'd call a common name, and our town w...asn't that big. There'd been a young woman called Jetta who used to frequent some of the dance clubs we'd both gone to when we were younger.My problem was, - and I'm not sure why, I'd read into Marty's body language that the Jetta he was referring too was his wife - the young woman I remembered had been of Indian decent.Marty grinned at me. "My. Thomas Jefferson Payne!’ It was his first time saying that aloud, and it sounded unfamiliar to him. He reached back and grasped Ramona’s white-gloved hand. ‘Oh, oh, oh, oh! The woman’s expression instantly changed to an excited one and she flung the door open, flipped on the office lights and outstretched her arms as if the arrivals were cherished relatives. ‘The newlyweds! Oh, oh, I’m so sorry! I thought you were from Fort Eustis. Sometimes the soldiers try to bring…girls…around.’ The woman. First, I needed to clearmy head, a feat which promised to be quite a challenge.Clutching the book Dr. Khalje had given me tightly against my chest, Imade my way slowly toward Park Avenue, doing my best as I shuffled alongto sort through the events of the evening. To say that I was confusedwould have been an understatement of the first magnitude. My emotionswere all over the place, making it impossible to focus on any of themyriad of problems I now found myself having to deal with for very. He used the free period he had to go to the library which usually was void of students to do his class preparation. There was an area in the library which consisted of a small office with a few desk top computers that was reserved solely for the teachers use.One of the librarians, a Beth Thompson was friendly toward Ted and seemed to enjoy his coming to the library. She was quite helpful in getting Ted what he needed or knew where the information was located that he was looking for.There was no.