The couple next door looked to be in their early fifties and were very pleasant. They had a beautiful yard and always took time to chat with their new neighbor. Stan, the husband, was especially proud of his only daughter, a senior at the state university. Our chats often included some information about his daughter Teri, the soon to be graduate in biochemistry. I learned this morning she had found great job at a nearby pharmaceutical research firm and was hoping to move back in with her parents just long eneough to put some money away. He said she wanted to save so she could start out in a decent apartment or cond. I wondered what the bookworm would look like.