The lease is up. It's official.
(I have a clear memory of listening to that song on my imitation-brand Walkman, during the morning bus ride, as we rode toward the Woodard's house.)
With this arrangement comes a pet cat, Doby. With the exception of his 10-foot fall from the loft, it has been a smooth transition for him. He is now equally at home on the floor
on the ottoman
and on the couch.