‘I guess you may not be here when I get back. You’ve been just great, Klara. You really have.’ ‘Thank you,’ I said. ‘Thank you for choosing me.’ ‘No-brainer.’ Then she gave me a second hug, this one more brief, and stood back again. ‘Bye, Klara. You be good now.’ ‘Goodbye, Josie.’ She waved cheerfully once more as she was getting into the car
