What do you But he knows we wouldn't answer. "Yes, he'd surely call a neighbor instead. "On the other hand. It was Julian's fa scinated expression that decided Macon. He picked up the receiver. 'Leary," he said. It was Sarah. "1 thlnk we should talk, she said to Macon. They agreed to me t for supper in the old Bay Restaurant the next evening. Macon wore his gray suit coat and gray trousers with one leg neatly cut off at the top of the plaster. Rose had cut his hair, and Porter had lent him his best tie. He was the fir u to arrive, and when Sarah came in, she greeted him in a cool, distint sort of way, like neighbors meeting drinks party. They sat down and ordered their food. So, why are you living with your family?' Sarah asked. "Well, because of my leg. I can't manage the steps at home.' "And what happened to your hand?" she asked. "Um, Edward bit it," Macon said. "He's getting kind of out of control, to tell t e truth." He told her about the trainer he had hired, and how cruel she had been when Edward tried to bite her"Ridiculous,' Sarah said. "He was only frightened; that's why he attacked. There's mo point in making him even more scared." Macon felt a udden rush of love. Oh, he'd had moments when he'd almost hated her, but the fact was, she was hit oldest friend. She was part of his life. It was much too late to cut her out. What Edward needs," she was saying, "is a sense of routine. "Sarah," he said, "it's been awful living apart. Hasn't it?" Sarah looked at him. "I asked you here for a reason, Macon. He could tell it was something he didn't want to hear.