Dallas

Dallas

April, 1985.

The seminar was on Friday and Saturday in Dallas. Most of the Sacramento admins and principals were going. Jack, though based in LA, would be there too. We admins spent all Friday in class but were finished by 1 pm on Saturday. We weren't leaving Dallas until Sunday, so the girls gathered by the pool to sun. Vicky, my best friend at work, knew I was meeting Jack. I had given her the rather lame excuse we had company business to attend to.

She wasn't buying it and asked, "What about Tom?"

It was a reasonable question. I live with Tom. The "business" with Jack is an affair and Vicky knew it. She likes both Tom