I had left for my walk at 6:00 AM. It was 7:45 when the bus let me off a block from the seminary. I was no longer queasy; in fact I was giddy with the exhilaration that from experiencing such a range of emotions in a brief time. It's probably bad for one's mental health; nevertheless, I'd enjoyed it.
Joe was standing by the door. He denied being worried, which is typical for him. He'd thought I'd be in the kitchen starting the soup, he said. When he didn't see me, he'd assumed I'd gone out to buy some missing ingredient. Because it was early, no one else had noticed my absence. I got to work in the kitchen, and I'm told that the soup was excellent.
A new American team has arrived at the seminary, and its members are being instructed to carry a card with the address any time they go out. Michelle is using my story as a cautionary tale.
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