Who Are You?

Speaking, Carroll tucked me in again. "He is just a new acquaintance!" I watched Carroll buttoning his shirt and asked, "Are you going out at such a late hour?" "Yes. I have something at hand." I now knew how to talk back. "Oh, got it. For a blind date with girls like Euna." "Kid, sleep now. After you get well, you will have to give birth to a football team." "You're mocking me again!" I regretted what I bragged.  I was afraid that Carroll would tease me with this sentence for the rest of our life.  After I shut up, Carroll left the bedroom with satisfaction. Before his departure, he said, "Sleep!" "Got you! I know!" Lying on the bed, I tossed and turned. Old Madame Brown appeared in my mind after Carroll, so my brain was in a whirl.  It came to me that I had a meeting with Julie in Jessica's studio tomorrow.  In short, what had happened in the past few months flashed past my mind. Then, I remembered the sentence in the postcard. "Spring is over..." How many springs would I have to spe