Chapter 10

            A week later . . .

            Bruce had spent the week at Catherine’s condo and it was a nice experience. In the past, he had spent the night there, but not the whole week before. It was Saturday morning and it was time for him to go home. He walked into the living room carrying his suitcase, a carry-on, and a garment bag. He was about to pick his shirt up off the sofa when Catherine walked in from the bedroom. She walked right to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

            “You don’t have to rush off,” she oozed.

            Bruce chuckled. “You’re not sick of me yet?”

            “Absolutely