I logged into my computer and started finishing upsome work I had left hanging when I overheard a few of the women in anearby cubicle discussing the n...w Charlie Station billboard.Just about then I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw myboss, Jennifer standing behind me with another woman I didn't recognize.My boss motioned towards the woman behind her and said, "Steve, this isChrissy Iverson, she's a new hire who just got through orientationyesterday."I stood up and reached out to. The very attractive German lady entered the bar alone ordered a drink and looked for a table. Carol waved her over and said“Please join us.” It was a genuine friendly gesture and the lady seemed relieved. “please take a seat, I’m Carol and this is Mark.” Carol introduced us.“Hi, I’m Anna.” Said the German woman, her English was good. We exchanged small talk and it became apparent that Anna’s English was much better than either mine or Carol’s rudimentary German. We learned that Anna and her. I glanced out the window and saw another car in the drive then heard Sue tell someone to wait until she called. I stepped into Dads wardrobe and slid the door closed. It was a louver door so I could see through the slats but was hidden by the clothes from the outside.Sue poked her head into the room for a quick look then went to her room where I heard her rummaging in her cupboard. She returned with a box and began placing various size candles around the bed head. She lit the candles, put a CD. My mouth was suddenly dry and my throat tightened. He was just standing there looking at me. He deserved so much more from me than I had given and I didn't know how to begin to make amends."I've missed you," he said. "The worst part is that it's been my own fault that I've missed you. You've been here and I've not... in any way."He was saying it. Those words that, up until tonight, I had wanted to hear. Now, though, it wasn't necessary. He owed me no apologies. He continued, chipping at the ice.