Dr. Suhadolnik had rented for us an apartment in Lynnewood Gardens, a sprawling suburban apartment complex, a thousand units spread over a hundred acres. To be honest, it wasn’t as nice as our apartment in Szeged; it didn’t have a washing machine, for one thing. Also, we would discover the ceilings were thin, and when somebody in the apartment above moved about, we could hear every footstep. But it had everything we needed, and by the time we arrived, weary and overwhelmed, it felt like heaven.
