It was just fall and the weather was cool and easy.  I had a delightful, light, buzz on from the party I had just returned from.  I didn’t realize it was Mary on my porch steps until I got up really close.  This was back before cell phones.  Back when a surprise was just that – a surprise.   “Hey, what are you doing here?  Where’s Perry?” I asked.   “He couldn’t make it,” she said.   “Wanna come in?”   “Well, yeah. Duh,” she smiled.   Mary always did that.  She half-smiled and then laughed.  She did it when she was saying hello, goodbye, and everything in-between.  We went inside.   “I don’t know where my roommates are,” I said.   Mary said…