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Miss
Charlton
,
the
head
nurse
,
had
smiled
cynically
.
"
Off-campus
apartments
in
the
area
are
pretty
tacky
.
You
'll
see
.
"
He
supposed
he
would
.
"
Have
a
good
day
,
"
she
said
and
kissed
him
again
,
lingeringly
.
But
when
she
pulled
away
,
she
was
mock-stern
.
"
And
for
Christ
's
sake
remember
that
you
're
an
administrator
,
not
an
intern
or
a
second-year
resident
!
"
"
Yes
,
Doctor
,
"
Louis
said
humbly
,
and
they
both
laughed
again
.
for
a
moment
he
thought
of
asking
:
Was
it
Zelda
,
babe
?
Is
that
what
's
got
under
your
skin
?
Is
that
the
zone
of
low
pressure
?
Zelda
and
how
she
died
?
But
he
was
n't
going
to
ask
her
that
,
not
now
.
As
a
doctor
he
knew
a
lot
of
things
,
and
while
the
fact
that
death
was
just
as
natural
as
childbirth
might
be
the
greatest
of
them
,
the
fact
that
you
do
n't
monkey
with
a
wound
that
has
finally
started
to
heal
was
far
from
the
least
of
them
.
So
instead
of
asking
,
he
only
kissed
her
again
and
went
out
.
It
was
a
good
start
,
a
good
day
Maine
was
putting
on
a
late-summer
show
,
the
sky
was
blue
and
cloudless
,
the
temperature
pegged
at
an
utterly
perfect
seventy-two
degrees
.
Rolling
to
the
end
of
the
driveway
and
checking
for
traffic
,
Louis
mused
that
so
far
he
had
n't
seen
so
much
as
a
trace
of
the
fall
foliage
that
was
supposed
to
be
so
spectacular
.
But
he
could
wait
.
He
pointed
the
Honda
Civic
they
had
picked
up
as
a
second
car
toward
the
university
and
let
it
roll
.
Rachel
would
call
the
vet
this
morning
,
they
would
get
Church
fixed
,
and
that
would
put
this
whole
nonsense
of
Pet
Semataries
(
it
was
funny
how
that
misspelling
got
into
your
head
and
began
to
seem
right
)
and
death
fears
behind
them
.
There
was
no
need
to
be
thinking
about
death
on
a
beautiful
September
morning
like
this
one
.
Louis
turned
on
the
radio
and
dialed
until
he
found
the
Ramones
belting
out
"
Rockaway
Beach
.
"
He
turned
it
up
and
sang
along
--
not
well
but
with
lusty
enjoyment
.
The
first
thing
he
noticed
turning
into
the
university
grounds
was
how
suddenly
and
spectacularly
the
traffic
swelled
.
There
was
car
traffic
,
bike
traffic
,
there
were
joggers
by
the
score
.
He
had
to
stop
quickly
to
avoid
two
of
the
latter
coming
from
the
direction
of
Dunn
Hall
.
Louis
braked
hard
enough
to
lock
his
shoulder
belt
and
honked
.
He
was
always
annoyed
at
the
way
joggers
(
bicyclers
had
the
same
irritating
habit
)
seemed
to
automatically
assume
that
their
responsibility
lapsed
completely
at
the
moment
they
began
to
run
.
They
were
,
after
all
,
exercising
.
One
of
them
gave
Louis
the
finger
without
even
looking
around
.
Louis
sighed
and
drove
on
.
