“Bob?”
“Grossman.Her psychiatrist.”
“The same one?He’s been working with her all this time?”
“Uh-huh.I think he’s sweet on her.”
Cutter frowned.“Is that legal?”
“Perfectly.He’s divorced.”
“Is it ethical?”
“She’s a paraplegic.What can happen?”
“Lots.”
“Are you serious?”
“Dead serious.Brian has a friend who comes to watch him work sometimes.The guy was hit in ’Nam and can’t walk.He always comes with one girlfriend or another.He has a really active sex life.”
Pam tried to picture Patricia with Bob.“I don’t know,Cutter.I can’t see it with my mother.Even if she can feel things down there, she isn’t the passionate type.”
“How do you know?”
He had a point.“I don’t.”
“Would that guy who thought you were frigid believe you if he saw you now?”
She laughed and draped an arm on his shoulder.“Probably not.”She kissed his chin.“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Giving me hope for my mother.”But he was always good at things like that.“I worry about her.I wouldn’t mind it at all if she and Bob had something going.She deserves a little happiness.”
“So do you,” Cutter said in a voice that was low and concerned.“Where to from here?What happens after graduation?”
“I’ll be working.”
“AtFacets!”
“With the designers.I want my own line.”
“Will John give it to you?”
“If he doesn’t, I’ll go elsewhere.”
“Even if he starts making threats?That’s his way, Pam.You know it as well as I do.”
“But at some point, it won’t work.I’m not a child anymore.”
“Age has nothing to do with it.He’s a madman.”
“But it’s not fair.It’s not right.”The old anger returned, the old sense of injustice and helplessness.It was never far from the surface.“Nothing is right, where John is concerned.”
“Facetsis right,” Cutter pointed out.“It’s turning ahandsome profit.The dividends paid to stockholders have increased steadily over the past few years.”
“How do you know that?”
