Beneath one of the trees, they sat on a bench as they unwrapped their lunches, idly watching the passersby."Okay," Rudy said, inspecting the filling o... his sandwich. "What's the beef? You say you've got to quit. What the hell does that mean? Aren't we treating you right? Seems to me you've gotten a pretty good break here." Well, now don't get defensive, Rudy," Sheldon countered. "I only said I'm thinking about it. I haven't done anything - no resumes out or anything. But I kind of think I need. In the first years after old Tom died, the company flourished. Gene did fine, because he had a well planned strategy, all laid out nice and neat for him. Time destroyed that simple plan. Events and changing economics mandated that Gene's plans change to keep pace with this new economic reality. When things changed, Gene had difficulty adjusting to working without a clear set of instructions. Instead of working a new plan out himself, he started listening to everyone else. That was a sure recipe. Sipping a coffee on the tiny balcony I watched Dan as he stirred sugar into his cup. His features were half-hidden by the darkness but I could sense his eyes on me all the time. I wondered about his background and tried to quell the worries about whether he was single or not. With his looks and kind nature he must be spoken for, surely? ‘You’re quiet, Lara. Tired?’ ‘No, just thinking about this evening. How beautiful it was.’ He came to sit next to me on the small sofa and I could smell his. She appears conservative, but I’ve always heard, those types tend to be wild in bed.“Excuse me Mr. Niruup.” She said. I acted as if I didn’t hear her calling me. Again she called and this time I reacted by saying good afternoon. I said what makes the queen of the house to call me. For which she was a bit startled but amused and blushed slightly. She enquired if my cook had come today. I said she will be back after a few days as she had taken some sort of a leave.Surprisingly, she extended.