Weeks tumbled into each other and my thoughts were tangled in unanswered questions. I hadnt seen or heard from Frances for over three weeks and I was beginning to doubt if Id ever see her again. Rachel had returned from a brief visit to Brentwood and day by day we became better friends. We met for campus activities, went to the movies and attended campus concerts. I learned to let her talk as much as she wanted and when she sensed she was dominating the conversation she would look at me and say.
I know, Im talking too much. I enjoyed her company and I began to enjoy life again.