“Your in put on this project would mean the world to us, “ said Kyle.
“Who’s us?” asked Dr. Phelge.
“Oh, I already have a few friends who want to get in on this expedition of discovery. There in the pub right now. Would you like to meet them?’
“Some other time, Kyle. I would like to spend the rest of my first day of my sabbatical leave on vacation. Tomorrow morning I’ll give your proposition some serious thought. Why don’t you call me in a few days and I’ll tell you what I’ve come up with. And and here’s my business card. It also has my home phone number on it.”
”Thank you,sir. I’ ll leave you alone to relax now,” said Kyle.
Lionel Phelge finished off his beer, walked out of the university’s pub and walked across the street to the bus stop. His apartment was not very far from the university so he usually took the bus to work. Lionel didn’t want to pay the monthly parking rates charged by the university.
Life had changed drastically for the professor after the passing of his wife Edith. Within the fist month of her death Lionel figured out that he could not live in their family home any longer. The old house just had too many memories of his deceased wife and the wonderful life they once had. He knew that he would have to learn how to survive on his own and he thought that a fresh start in a new place would be the best thing to do.
Lionel gave all Edith’s belongings to his sister and found a nice, quiet apartment block a short distance from the university. On many days the professor would not even take the bus. He would walk to work if it was not raining out. He rented a two bedroom apartment mostly because he had accumulated lots of stuff over the years. What he liked most about his new apartment was the hardwood floors and the rather old fashioned, historical feel of the place. Many of the things that Lionel owned blended in well with the general ambiance of the apartment.