As he watched her tumbling about with the dogs, Adam held the Frisbee and laughed. He stopped when two hippies with so much hair on their heads and faces that their eyes could hardly be seen came up to her.

“Get lost,” Adam said.

“Hey, man!” one said. “Nobody can own anybody. Come with me, pretty girl. I’ve got something in my van that you’ll like.”

“And what would that be?” Kelly asked. “My—”

“Officer,” Adam said loudly. “Nice to see you again.”

The hippies ran, but one turned back and made a gesture of smoking, thumb and forefinger together.

Kelly laughed but Adam didn’t.

They left the park at about four and that’s when the only bad thing happened. They were on the Plaza when Adam saw a man he’d gone to school with. He knew Adam and Vera as a couple. If he noticed Kelly, he didn’t recognize her.

For seconds, there was panic. What should they do?

Kelly fixed it by walking past them and going into a store. It seemed like she was just another shopper, with no connection to Adam. Inside, as she looked through the racks of merchandise, she often glanced out the window. She could tell that the man was trying to get Adam to go somewhere, but he was saying no.

Kelly left the store, and without a look at the two men, she started back toward the apartment.

Adam caught up with her before she reached it. “Sorry about that. We played football together and he wanted to go over old times.”

Kelly didn’t reply.

“You okay?”

“Sure. Do you mind if we go back and...do nothing?” She shrugged.

“That would be nice,” he said. “I’ll keep watch for any critters following us.” Kelly didn’t smile.

For the rest of the day, they stayed in the apartment. They went through the books his parents had collected. “I had no idea my dad was interested in space exploration,” Adam said.

Kelly found a big book on the animals of the Amazon and settled down with it.

Adam went out and got them burgers and fries and malted milks for dinner and they watched TV and ate. It was late when they separated to go to bed.

This morning, as Kelly looked about the pretty room, her mind full of memories of the last two days, she knew she’d never had a better time in her life. The apartment, Adam, their time together, had been pleasant to the point where she wasn’t sure it was real.

Which was why she knew she had to leave. She had to go away and never, ever return. She heard the shower turn on, so Adam was up.

She got her own clothes from the closet. With a sigh, she hung up and folded the beautiful clothes. “Thank you,” she whispered, meaning Mr. and Mrs. Hatten. “I had a truly wonderful time.”

As she went back to the living room, Adam was coming out of the guest bedroom. He had on jeans and nothing else. “Got any plans for today?” he asked.