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emotional difficulties your damn cats are having or whatever…do we rush you?”
    “No. Sorry, Marilyn. Go on.”
    “Thank you. But I need to say this. I’m not talking about the kind of passion missing in the Department of Love. There are so many other areas in my life where passion should exist. Like I wish I knew what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. But I don’t. I don’t count the twenty-four hours a week I spend at Heavenly Creations. I work there because it helps to support my hobbies, which I do for fun. Hell, I live for my employee discount and getting first dibs on all the merchandise. But it’s just a job. I want to do something that I get a real charge out of. How do you find what really lifts your skirt or know if you have any talent or marketable skills?”
    “I need to think about that one,” Bunny says.
    “I’ll put it this way. I’ll be fifty before I know it and then sixty and hopefully seventy. I watch elderly people and some of them are weary and some of them seem to have a look on their faces that says: ‘I’ve lived. I’ve been through a lot. But I not only made it, I’ve come out ahead. It took some doing, but I did it. I paid attention to my heart and my brain once I stopped confusing the two. I finally got it right and here I am sitting on this park bench reading a good book, which I occasionally put down simply to watch all these young fools live as if life is some endless roller coaster when in fact it’s a waltz.’”
    “I think you’re just lonely,” Paulette says.
    “How in the world could she be lonely with a husband and Arthurine and that dog in the house?” Bunny asks.
    “Maybe you’ll read about how that works in future chapters, ya think?” Paulette says to Bunny.
    “I think that you and Leon have grown apart because you’ve been too busy being Mom and Dad when you both just need to get your freak on.”
    “All I was trying to say was I think I need to make some changes, and I’m scared and it’s not all Leon’s fault and I don’t blame him but I just don’t want to end up old and be full of regrets. I don’t want the list of all the things I meant to do or wanted to do to be longer than the things I did do. That’s all.”
    “You need some courage,” Paulette says. “And faith in yourself.”
    “And don’t forget about God,” Bunny says.
    “I couldn’t forget God if I wanted to.”
    “You miss those twins, don’t you?” Bunny says.
    “Of course I do. But this isn’t about them.”
    “You should consider going back to school,” Paulette says.
    “I am.”
    “Where? And when? And in what?” Bunny says.
    “I hope it’s not online, is it?” Paulette asks.
    “No. I applied to the California College of Arts and Crafts and the Academy of Arts in San Francisco for their MFA programs. Just for the hell of it.”
    “Right the fuck on!” Paulette says. “Why didn’t you tell us?”
    “Yeah, so what are you whining about?” Bunny says.
    “I don’t know what my chances are of getting in. And it may not have been the smartest thing to do.”
    “Well it’s definitely not a dumb thing to do. What exactly is an MFA? I get my acronyms confused sometimes.”
    “We know you do,” Paulette says. “Master of fine arts. Write it down. How does Leon feel about it?”
    “I haven’t told him. I want to wait and see what happens.”
    “What are you going to do with this degree if you get it?”
    “I don’t know. Color, Bunny.”
    “I’ll pretend you didn’t say that.”
    “You’ve seen some of the stuff the girl makes, Bunny. She’ll be able to expand her repertoire and perhaps refine it even more.”
    “Thank you, Paulette. I could not have put it better.”
    “Okay, I want to hop back to the other topic before I forget what I wanted to say. I myself think you put too much emphasis on love and marriage,” Bunny says.
    “How would you know?”
    “First of all, I don’t buy the ‘till death do us part’ business. How can