As usual, he refused my offers to help him prepare dinner. “Stay out there!” he ordered, pointing to the living room. I sat in an easy chair sipping my martini and looking out as dusk began to fall and lights twinkled from the buildings that stood against the river on the Manhattan side. Ella Fitzgerald crooned in the background, “There’s a somebody I’m longing to see, I hope that he turns out to be someone to watch over me
