" Almost before she had put it down a bronzed waiter was at her side offering to refill it. The steam wafted up from the tubs and hung in a cloud acro...s the room. Maggie had long since given up the task of trying to keep her spectacles clear, but with all the champagne she had drunk, she wasn't sure that the view would be very much clearer if she had. The towel that she had wound turban-style around her head lurched to one side. Maggie giggled involuntarily and pushed it back into place."And. They don’t aspire to be more than what they are. The American is relentless with his drive and ambition. He ruthlessly seeks more and more, in every domain. It’s his drive for self-improvement at work. The naturally lazy Canadian is quite content with the little he has. And he doesn’t want more. Such a difference in viewpoints. On the same bloody continent. It’s amazing. Americans and Canadians are like two different species, man. It’s kind of eerie. The African-Americans I’ve met in the city. With everything running smoothly I left for the day. Patti wanted to stay a couple more hours and that made it an easy decision.The ride home was normal so I had the radio on to hear if there had been any attacks anywhere. I was also monitoring the KCC radio system.There had been a bomb detonated in a parking garage in central New York at 2 PM with a lot of damage but no loss of life. They had picked the wrong time or else their timer had malfunctioned. Two o'clock was midpoint between lunch. Dad reached out swiftly grabbing her arm revealing his open wallet and a couple of $20 bills in her hand."This certainly doesn't look like that to me. Are you stealing money from me?" His voice was stern."Your father and mother will hear of this young lady. If you needed money, all you had to do was ask, I would have given it to you with no thought, but this, no, no, stealing from me, this is NOT Acceptable." She immediately began sobbing having been caught red handed. "I'm sorry Mr. W.…..