I was hoping maybe, hopefully,    
that Pee Wee would forget, and she     
wouldn't be there. Not because I didn't
want her to be there, but because she  
was still my arch-enemy.               
     So, I just decided to let Pee Wee 
decide for me, and I knew I was taking 
the wussy way out, but I didn't care.  
If he brought her, fine, but if he     
didn't, that would be fine also. Either
way would be fine, except I really     
wanted her to be there.                
     I pulled up in front of the house 
and wondered where Beth’s car was.     
     I went in and while admiring a    
couple new pieces of furniture in the  
living room, Beth came in and kissed   
me.                                    
     She didn't want to talk about the 
new furniture or what happened this    
* morning. Instead, she wanted to know     
what I’d learned from the Cat, but     
first I had to ask why she didn't      
answer her phone.                      
     “Oh, I'm sorry, hon. I was in the 
middle of registering for a class. You 
know how it is. Sometimes our internet 
sucks, and it was taking forever for   
pages to load, so I went down to the   
college. With all the noise, I guess I 
didn’t hear the phone.                 
     “Oh my God! I hope Barry didn’t   
call,” she said and pulled it out to   
check.                                 
     “I did cook you an awesome dinner,
just like I promised,” she said while  
doing that, and then started pulling   
things out of the refrigerator.        
     “So, you registered?” I asked     
while watching her quick heat          
everything.                            



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