Liz answers the phone. "You would have been proud of me, Jill. Phil and Dick called me into Louise's office this morning. Wanted to know why Louise didn't know much about the graduate student consultants."
"Louise back you up?"
"No. She sat there like a potted plant while I stood toe to toe with those guys, telling them that I was dotted line to you, not Louise, on this project. Jesus, I thought I was going to piss myself but I didn't back down."
"I hope you didn't say anything obscene or derogatory."
"No, but I thought of a few salty phrases. They're probably on the phone with Peter, bitching about how there's no oversight on this project."
"How are you doing on the script and training?"
"The two grad consultants are quick on the uptake. We're going through your outline point by point. We'll finish on time to the standards in your outline."
"Good. So I can call Louise and tell her you're on schedule."
"Sure. Are you ready for us tomorrow at eleven thirty?"
Ready for us? Oh shit, Liz is bringing the grad students over for lunch. "All set." Disconnect and tell Lloyd, "Liz just reminded me that she's bringing those grad students over for lunch tomorrow. Would you call Carter's, please Lloyd?"
"Don't be silly. After Susan's visit and then lunch today, you have enough leftovers to feed a platoon. Soji and I will take care of it."
"Thanks. Lloyd, it's not my business, but after this morning's shock, I hope you don't mind if I ask if you and Soji are . . . getting friendly?"
She smiles. "We went out Saturday night, dinner and dancing."
Gape at her. "You and Soji?"
"What? You think I can't dance?"
"No. I mean, yeah, you. What about Soji?"
"Dances like a lord. We went ballroom dancing at Valenti's."
"Well I'll be goddamn go to hell," I whisper. "He was also a politician in Japan."
"I know. Did you know he also graduated from Waseda University with a Master's in Cultural Anthropology?" When she sees my expression, she says, "Yeah, Western Culture. His thesis was on the roots of Fifties culture in North America."
"No, I didn't know that. What does he do with all that education?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if you get an education, you have to put it to use."
"No, no, Jill, that's you and me. We're practical. He pursued his education out of interest."
Suddenly, Soji appears in the doorway. "I hear you two debating about my education and interests. Why don't you just ask me?"
Lloyd and I glance at each other and both begin talking at once.
Soji holds up one hand to silence us, and says, "For your information, I am pursuing a doctorate in history at the university here in Reno. I have taken this quarter off with committee approval so I can conduct specific research. As for putting my education to use, I intend to continue my research and teach American history once I graduate. Now, why don't you two get to work instead of gossiping like a couple of hens?" He walks away.
"Amazing," says Lloyd, shaking her head and turning to her console.
"You think you know somebody," I say, turning to Alvin's packet.
Late in the afternoon, I pull on my headset and call Louise at Doc's Place.
"Hello, Jill. Nice to hear from you. Everything on schedule?"
"Yes, everything will be ready for Thursday." "Dick brought up something today, Jill. He asked me why you need Liz Coates to prepare this material when it's your job. I told him I'd ask you."
"Do you remember Liz and me sitting in your office on my second day at Doc's, Louise?"
"Of course. We discussed both plans in detail."
"Do you remember asking me why I wanted Liz to prepare the discussion scripts and to train the consultants?"
"Hmm. You know, I do remember asking you that. You said that if Liz prepares the material, she masters it more quickly. As time goes on, she can reinforce the lessons learned by the managers. Oh, I get it. You're saying I could have said that to Dick this morning."
My eyes trace the horizon. No snow up there yet but soon there will be. This weekend, I'll start some high-altitude hiking to get my wind back before ski season starts.
"I'll tell him what you said just now."
"I didn't say it, Louise. You did."
"I meant I'll tell him exactly what we discussed. Are you still coming in to work this week, Jill?"
"Yes. We have a meeting with Peter Marriott on Thursday morning, remember?"
"That's right. Thursday, but you'll continue to call in each day this week, right?"
"Yes, I'll call." Disconnect and continue staring at the horizon. How would it be to live life as Louise lives it? Lying intentionally, not just to everyone else, but to your self as well. Wonder if I do it.
"Deep thoughts?"
Shake my head slightly and turn to look at Lloyd. "Just wondering if I lie to myself in ways I don't even realize."
"Wow. What brought that on?"
"Oh, my boss at Doc's Place is way over her head so she's lying to herself."
"We all keep parts of our lives in shadow, don't we?"
"I know I do, Lloyd." She stares at me, not moving or saying a word so I shrug and make another phone call.
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