read his expression clearly.

 

She slept with you?

 

Yeah, I can’t believe it either, thought Rogers. “You know, Ms. Davis, that’s

actually a good idea. Just a couch or something will be fine.” “I’ll have them

make up a room for you. We have enough of them.

 

And you’ll be back in plenty of time for work.” The room he was given was right

next to hers on the third floor.

 

As he closed the bedroom door behind him he wondered again how everyone here

could appear so normal when the owner of the place had just died. He lay on the

bed but did not close his eyes. Finally, his eyelids did flutter as the breeze

from outside swept in and embraced him.

 

He had seen that as he had grown older, his stamina, while still Herculean by

most standards, was not what it used to be.

 

He awoke with a jolt and immediately checked his watch. Four hours had passed.

The sun was high overhead.

 

He heard movement in the room next door and then the shower started to run. He

imagined Davis naked with the water streaming over her.