Estelle talked often of returning to Europe and I knew that would be hard for Margie. Yet I didn't pay enough attention to Estelle's talk of more field work and continued putting up with her erratic visitation. That's a first, too, Estelle. There's still school. Estelle paused as she and Margie walked to her car.
School starts at one o'clock.
I watched Margie get into Estelle's little Volkswagen, wearing her Raggedy Ann dress and carrying her tan teddy bear. Probably Monday, I thought. Or maybe tonight, or tomorrow morning. Estelle always changed her mind at different times during her visits with Margie. So, after jogging, I waited by the phone, as I did every weekend.