“Uh-um, I thought I saw light under your door, and um, I was just wondering if you’d be able to give me a ride home? I don’t want to be a bother... it’s jus—”Sarah interrupted, grabbing her keys from her desk and standing. “Honey of course! You know I’m always happy to help!”Some tension drained from Jane, even as she mentally berated herself for stammering, she was supposed to be confident here dammit! As she drew together her confidence she fidgeted with the strap of her bag while Sarah. ...........Oh! My God!..............It can'tbe!.........................Is it?.......................Areyou.............Dave?" In her shock she dropped the files and I don't even thinkshe heard them clatter to the floor."At home I'm known as Diane, Carol, or at least I have been for the pasttwo weeks. I'm sorry you had to find out this way - I hope the shockwon't spoil our work relationship?" I offered as she looked me up anddown."You............You are a very pretty looking woman, Dave, Err, I. My mind flashed on Beth Ann, Millicent Jane, James Brian, David Gregory, Colleen, Rebecca, Millie, Mr. Bell, Jennifer, and Tabitha, among a battalion of others. I saw video of myself pitching in the World Series and accepting the Series MVP Award. Pictures flitted across my mind of our houseboats, both of them, and our jets.My heart loved every one of those people. Loved them enough to risk dying for them, but I knew, as Mr. Hillman's produce truck closed in on bringing me my own unique brand. I follow the trail I made and return to the lodge. When I am halfway back I notice a tire tracks from the other side of the road. Immediately I think of you and I look at my watch and realize that it is too early. You told me that you would arrive late in the evening because of your work. I proceed on my walk back. After a couple of hours I arrive at the lodge. I go inside and this weird feeling overcomes me. I notice a fire burning in the fireplace. And notice candles lit on the table and.