Chapter 6
I looked up caro in a Portuguese-to-English dictionary and discovered its meaning. Not a s*x word as I’d thought, but a form of “dear,” and I was annoyed. Why wouldn’t anyone take me at my word when I requested no love words?
Dr. Avila had to cut short his stay in the States; he’d received a telegram from Rio, or so I’d heard, and he left the campus without attempting to see me again.
Não é importante, as he no doubt would have said. I dismissed him from my thoughts.
I successfully defended my thesis, and now had “doctor” before my name.
To my parents’ disappointment, instead of taking the job a big name company dangled in front of me, I elected to work for Stonington-Wolcott, a small laboratory that was doing interesting research in the deepest parts of the Pacific.
I was
