"Water's fine," I said, not wanting to be a hassle, and scouted out a spot on the sofa. Faye's apartment looked live in, which was nice. Mine was pretty neat. Pretty bare. Not unlike the bedsits I stayed in as I travelled over England. I had bits and pieces of my life I'd carried along with me, books and one of Tommy's drawings, one of Ruth's little horses, but not a lot. I hesitated before I spoke next, not sure if I should dive right in. "I'm going to go to nursing school. I was there, today, getting it sorted out. At the community college in town."