It

September, 1968

ItWhen the Alarm clock woke Ralph Stewart that morning, there was a diaphragm in the bed. Karen's, of course. Looking at it, Ralph wondered if she knew it was no longer with her. No, probably not. Had the week at her mother's made her forgetful?From the kitchen, Karen called, "Ralph! You getting up?""Sure, sure," Ralph said. He sat there, looking at it. She must think it was still with her. When she discovered it was gone, what a moment that would be."Ralph! Breakfast is...