I told her about the party and how I had dealt with it.
How many strokes she wondered?
On the Wednesday of the third week it had been arranged that Gloria was to come back to our house for evening meal as she was coming to the cinema with me and Denise.
I obeyed quickly and without a word.
There were tears in her eyes and she bent over again.
The students of course hated the system.
She decided she wanted to stay, needed to stay, and would do whatever was needed.
Many years later I had seen her in the city centre and we had chatted about our lives.
Now, go and wait for me.