She left the auditorium in a hurry — not wanting to dole out any details. The first woman came up from behind her and asked, “Do you need meals?” No, she said. “Let us know what you do need, and we’ll get it for you.”
The second woman telephoned to fish for information. Yet, she thought she cleverly disguised her motive by simply saying, “whenever you’re ready to talk, I’m here. Do you have my cell phone number?”
I learned she loves radishes too. I showed up on her doorstep, and put the fresh bunch in her hand, and turned and walked away.