" If you go across to purchases and expenditures, you'll see a 6.20. Shouldn't that be .062?" Danielle asked. Rose studied the screen for a few minute... then it suddenly dawned on her, it was a major mistake. She never spent that much money on purchases since she bought the computers and office furniture to start up. Her biggest expenditure outside of salaries was the office rent to this building."Damn if you're right. That makes a big difference." I've changed it on mine, you'll have to update. Geraint was sat in a chair playing with his ‘Game Boy’, obviously unconcerned at being separated from his mother.A severe faced woman was sat at a table, while a uniformed policeman stood over by the window, an Inspector judging by his rank insignia.Ffion ran over to her son, hugged him to her and kissed him. She spoke in Welsh, which I don’t understand, but it was clear she was overjoyed to get him back.“Oh, Mam, I’m not a baba,” Geraint complained. His embarrassment at being hugged and kissed. I think my posture improved around her too.Lacking vanity, I knew I looked reasonably good to women: square jawed, pleasant face, sandy hair, gray eyes, and a trim but muscular physique. I'd lost a lot of weight since Karen died, and toughened my body almost back to what I'd been in the military. The People magazine article that had appeared a month or so earlier called me 'outrageously handsome.' I still had trouble grappling with that superlative description and blushed when I even thought of. ‘They listen to you in class and even though they know they’re covering the material and understand what they’re supposed to, they’re scared they are missing something. They’re worried they really don’t understand the material. ‘I know your approach is great when you’re trying to analyze a situation, but everybody else is just trying to learn the basics of how things work. Can’t you just answer a question without giving the entire history of how people came to understand it?’ Good luck, I.