Gilbert shook his head in defeat after Phillipa showed him their golf scores. "Wow, Phil, nothing can stop you when you put your mind to something. It's hard to believe you're the same person who showed up beginning of term, not even knowing what a tee was. "
Here it was, the last semester of his undergraduate education, and Gilbert was taking a beginning golf class to fulfill the PE requirement. He wouldn't admit it to a soul, but Gilbert had put it off those first couple years because he had imagined he and Anne might take a ballroom dance class together at some point in the future, to prepare for their wedding, naturally. He didn't care a bit for golf, but it seemed a doctor-like thing to learn. He was surprised to see Phil show up on the first day of class. It turned out her minister fiance was an avid golfer and she was determined to join him on the golf course. Phil made the class bearable, even enjoyable. It was clear she was head over heads for Jonas Blake, as she chattered endlessly about him and their upcoming wedding. Gilbert thought he sounded like a nice guy, and knew he must be someone special if a woman as witty and charming as Phil had agreed to marry him, as minister's salaries were not known to be very substantial.
They started to make their way to the pro shop to return their borrowed equipment. Gilbert suddenly remembered something. "Why, I haven't even told you yet, Phil. I've been accepted to Redmond Medical School! I just got the notice, yesterday. My stomach has been in knots for weeks, waiting to hear".
"Wonderful! And I'm not a bit surprised." She smiled, then raised her eyebrows and looked at him pointedly. "Though, it is pretty clear you haven't been eating enough. Your looking way to thin...and tired. Take care of yourself, Gil"
"Yes, mom" he said jokingly, though he knew his mother would, in fact, be concerned if she saw him.
"Speaking of our bright and shiny futures, did you hear Anne was offered a teaching job in Summerside?" She asked. "Teaching literature at a girl's school. Doesn't that sound perfect for her? Imagine...summers off! Though private school girls can be quite tedious, and I would know, since I was one" she laughed.
"It does sound like the ideal job for her...did she accept it?" He wondered.
Phil looked at him with an odd expression, one of almost sympathy. "Wellll...she isn't sure yet. You know, other things might come up." She said vaguely.
"I see" Gilbert said. Apparently, Anne wasn't even sure if she would need a job come Fall, she might be living in luxury with Gardner's millions.
"Oh, Gil, please don't look like that! You know it's going to happen. Anyway, you have Christine."
For once, Gilbert didn't even bother to attempt explaining the whole Christine situation. What did it matter, anyway? Graduation was mere weeks away, maybe then he could finally move on.