“Okay, sister,” Cindy said. “What’s the deal with you and Major Kettler?”I watched her face for signs. Saw a few.“He’s single. He’s th...irty-one. Master’s in mechanical engineering. Never been married.”Cindy giggled. “Does he ring your chimes?”“Perhaps he does,” Tara replied.“Do we need to circle a date for a wedding at the pavilion?” I asked.“Tina! I’m SURE! We went to dinner, me, him, Derek. We’ve met at the Weismanns’ for Shabbat dinner. I don’t know much about him at all.”“So that’s a. " He took a breath and looked at the men who were stillgathered around a pair of tables with the sign "Jury" hanging down frontof one of the tables. "Did you all understand that?" We do," Joe Kramer, the jury foreman replied, and the others mumbledtheir agreement.Carl stood up. "I do, too, Your Honor, and I got Milt Quinlan here tospeak for me, if it's okay with you." It is," the Judge answered. "Shall we get started?"Milt nodded and rose to his feet as Carl sat down. "Thank you,. Later on in the evening, I received a call from Dr. Roth himself. If you need to come in, you can do so this week. I can squeeze you in Friday at 4:30 PM. I cant pay the full balance though. Thats fine. We can work something out. Oh, thank you, Dr. Roth. Ill see you then. I hadnt had these exams in over year and I was growing concerned about my health. Later that week, I visited Dr. Roths office. I had been seeing him for the last few years and he was friendly and gentle. With solid experience. 'Dont quite know love', he replied, 'never thought of asking', he continued, dropping the top of his newspaper to look at me.'Who's asking', I queried, not keen to lose the prospect in case it was something exciting.The top of his newspaper dropped again to reveal his wizened face, he thought for a moment, then answered, 'Some guy at the club, looking for a girl who knows some languages', and his voice tailed off, and he began reading again.I was out of collage for the Summer holidays, sixteen.