“I can’t find the pills,” I croak. You frown down at me. I hate when you frown. “That is because I picked them up when I gave you your yoghurt.... Just a sore throat I think you said.” Uh oh. There’s that tone, the one that rings alarm bells in my head. “And a fuzzy head. It’s nothing, I’m fine. Stop babying me!” Now there are different alarm bells going off in my head. The ones that scream and tell me to run. I watch you as you frown down at me, I think you are debating whether to lecture me or. ”“Or a future doctor,” I sighed. “Al, I forgot where you’re going.”“Harvard. Pre-law. My dad is an alum so I could get in fairly easily and there is money available. Otherwise, it would be OSU or WHTU.”“Where’s April?” Frank asked.“We broke up right after Prom,” I said. “This is Emmy. We’ve been dating for a couple of months.”“Oh, uh, sorry,” he said, looking down.“Why?” Emmy laughed. “It’s no secret Mike was dating April! And I’m here with him, not her, so what’s to be jealous about?”“Nothing,. She was pretty, chubby and friendly enough. I forget her name because she was so outshone by Jamie, my main daytime nurse. Jamie had black -- probably dyed (it was that black) -- hair and bright blue eyes. She was tall and self-possessed, obviously confident in her nursing abilities. Well-arranged features made her a shoo-in as the star for a medical drama television show.Since it was daytime and a busy place, she didn’t come around often – not often enough for me, at least. I supposed she was. We had to stay to have the airplane inspected, and the inspectors almost took our guitars apart.We finally made it to the hotel near one in the morning, still early on our body clocks. The band had a banquet room again and it was open. The roadies and crew were adjusted to local time, so they were ready for bed, while the band was wide awake as their bodies said it was still early.The girls and I enjoyed the food and booze, observing the antics of the crew and band. Jimmy, the bass player was.