The Eight Sentences:
“I’ve been experimenting with some of your suggestions -- you told me several months ago about the seating arrangements. Ever since, I always make sure my wife is seated to my right when we’re discussing certain things.”
“When I saw the two of you at the Faculty Club last week, her body language told me that it wasn’t working,” Claudia smiled.
“Of course, I didn’t see you.”
“Yes, you did -- I waited on you.”
He was surprised, “What?”
I told you I wanted to include a section in my paper about disguises. Well, it worked, didn’t it?”
|LSU's Faculty Club - a popular restaurant for faculty
as well as the general public.
The Back Story:
Never one to flout her talents, Claudia became a self-styled recluse in junior college, and none of her Columbia, Missouri, high school friends ever knew that she had graduated from the University of Arkansas with a major in sociology and earned a master’s degree at LSU in group dynamics. Disassociation from any childhood or teen acquaintances had become her first disappearing act.
This snippett continues the series of flashbacks and features a conversation with her masters advisor.
He speaks first.
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