One was open, with half a dozen gray sweaters hung neatly in a row.
“Good morning, Robert!” a woman called through one of the office doors.
“Good morning, Josie,” my father replied. She came out to meet us, saying, “David’s up and about.
“Has been since around six. Mabel tells me it’s his birthday today.”
“Mabel is right again.” He turned to me and smiled. “Josie, it’s my pleasure to introduce my daughter, Julianna. Julianna, meet Josie Gruenmakker.”
“Well now, isn’t this nice,” Josie said, clasping my hand. “I recognize you from David’s photo album.
“You’re gettin’ ready to graduate into high school, isn’t that right?”
I blinked at her, then looked at my dad. I’d never really thought of it that way, but I could see that he had.
“Yes, I… I suppose I am.” “Josie’s the site administrator.”
“And,” Josie added with a laugh, “I’m not graduatin’ to nowhere! Been here seventeen years, and I’m staying put.”
The phone rang and she hurried off, saying, “Gotta get that. I’ll meet up with you in a bit. Check the rec room, then his room. You’ll find him.”
My dad led me around a corner, and as we proceeded down a hallway, the underlying pungent part of the smell got stronger.
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