.Smiling an unseen welcomeBeckoning me near There in the warm darknessYou embraced me – held metouched me and in my unchartered depths I held youclo...e and hoped you feltmy gentle warmthengulfing you… lost in our deep dreamsour souls drowningwithin uswe swam unconcernedin that pool of blinded lovethe tears washing over usdancing their jubilant threatpromising no tomorrow… The shadows and darknessClosing about youTaking you far awayTo a place you never leftBut from a place where you will always. It only takes a few minutes, and Karin is paging me, “I have Heather from Y&R on line two for you.”I pick up the phone, saying, “Hi Heather, I’m Trent.”“Evening Trent, What can I do for you?”“Did my secretary explain who I am?”“Not really. She gave me your name and that you needed some PR help.”I don’t mean to be rude, and if I am out of line, let me know, but I’m Trent Brown, child genius and billionaire. Your company is likely about to open your largest account, so you probably want to get. ”“I rest my case.”“Well, on the plus side, it looks like we can do BOTH when you come home!”“It does. How are things going otherwise?”“Everything is good. I’m pretty much fully back to normal, everything is set for the Fall, and I’ve been hanging out with some girls who graduated when we did, with whom I got along pretty well. Emmy and I have gone out for ice cream a few times.”“How is she doing?”“OK. She misses you something fierce, but her dad is being just as much of an asshole as he was. John took up a defensive posture with his hands in front of his face and in his best "Ice Voice" barked, "Let's go!"Dave laughed at his friend. He realized that only a true friend would know how to make him feel better and he was relieved he came back to QAI. John found the local Guardian newspaper and started to read it. The headline on the sports page read Island Hero Returns Home with a large picture of Dave holding the Bell Canadian Open trophy below.John read the article and then passed it.