We were emerging from different lives: Ed, a widower, looking to remarry and I, having recently left the Convent, devoted to teaching in the Inner City. I had no interest in men, a family, a new direction or complication. Monday, I'll tell him Monday. No need to waste his time. One week later. "Five children!" Sheila exclaimed. "You're still seeing him? Are you out of your mind?" I didn't think so.