“Hey, Ann? Why the tears? Your hair is a wreck. It’s wet, looks like you just washed it. Tell my, your roommate what’s up.
“Jim? Yeah. You talk about Jim all the time. Didn’t you say you met him back in your Junior year of High School? It was Easter, wasn’t it? As I remember, your neighbor, Kathy met him first….Yeah, not counting nursery school. Your mother never let you forget which kids went to Thousand Oaks Nursery with you. Jim was there, even tripped you once, according to your mom.
“Anyway, I remember your telling me Kathy came over to your house one afternoon, carrying on about this cute guy she met at a school sock hop. She went on and on about his blue eyes and blond hair. Said he ran track. She raved on and on about him, didn’t she?