He spent much of the summer doing the renovations of the apartments. He impressed Katie with his ability to install new plumbing and light fixtures."K...atie, it's not really that hard as long as you can follow instructions. I will never be as good as a contractor. It takes me twice as long to do something, but I eventually get it done. I spend a lot of time at the Home Depot asking questions; talking with the retired contractors, picking their brains."By the end of the August, however, John was. "Hello, Webster's residence, Lennie speaking." "Hello, Lennie, this is Luanne, what are you doing tonight?" "Look, Luanne," he answered, "I've got a lot of home work tonight, and I don't have time to be fooling around with you!!!" "Lennie you gotta help me out, I'm going nuts here," she begged, "remember when I've done it for you, you owe me!!!" He sighed, looked at his watch and replied, "All right Luanne, meet me outside of our garage at six thirty, and don't come over any earlier than that. I looked around, puzzled, butcouldn?t see anyone near me.Before I could investigate further, the door opened and a familiar voicesaid, ?Ah, Lucy, Christina, there you are. I?ve been so looking forwardto your visit. Come on in!?Professor Morrison held the door open invitingly. He was an elderly man,perhaps in his mid sixties, with wisps of grey hair framing an otherwisebald pate. Although thin, his body seemed to have a wiry strength to itand he carried himself with the grace of someone who had. If I have an address I can track down a phone number. Thanks for all your help.”“I’ll pick you up at eight,” Stevens told her.“Uh, no,” Courtney replied. “You won’t pick me up ever. You let too much slip, Mr. Stevens. You’re going on sabbatical which means you’re out as dean. You don’t want me to know where you live so your wife won’t find out about what a sleaze you are. And you’ve already given me the address I wanted. So, Mr. Stevens, as far as I’m concerned, we’ve never had this.