Sometimes I feel like I talk too fast around Vivian. Not because she's stupid, rather the opposite. She speaks with the measured rhythm of someone who knows what they are saying. Her eye contact constant, she has that knack of making you feel like you are really being paid attention to. And there I am hurrying to get to work, percolating with a couple cups of coffee, bumbling and coltish. It's almost as if she puts her hand on me and whispers easy boy and I slow to a trot.