Mid Western Bank was doing the financing for the manufactures R&D department and the bank had the option to do their own evaluation of all products. W... were the banks evaluator with the Marathon tread mill line.The girls had all the Christmas decorations up on both the house and gym. We had a live tree in the house. The spruce forest smell was all over the house. I wouldn't let them put a live tree in the gym. I was afraid some might be allergic to the aroma from the tree so we had fake one. Since he’d never been married he’d had totake whatever he could get, whenever he could get it.His arrangement with Dr. Gosman had been a welcome one.While he didn’t really like the thought of beinghypnotized, he didn’t object too much one the doctorhad told him what would be happening. He even insisted that the doctor implant in his memorythe same one he used on his patients, that hedistinctly remember everything that happened. Hell, notthat he’d ever discuss it. “No, why do you ask that?”“Oh. Um, I dunno,” I mumbled, losing confidence given her answer. “It just seemed like… you were quiet and looking away from me, so I was wondering…”“I was looking at the games they have on display,” Morgan explained, pointing off to the shelf.“Yeah, sorry,” I conceded, looking at the shelf.“And I guess I’m just quiet today,” she continued.“I guess so!” I agreed. Suddenly I was the one looking at the shelf and not her. After a bit, I realized we were both silent and no. "The man saw her face start to relax with relief only for it to change just as suddenly into a grimace of pain as she began to sob, curling her body in on itself. As if he had been burned, he jerked away the hands holding her arms."Sala, I am sorry. I was afraid that you might hurt yourself," he explained earnestly.The weeping woman blindly reached for the man beside her and the safety of his embrace. Filled with confusion, he held her close as she burrowed her head into his chest, wetting it.