She needs help with credit analysis. Would you take the job? She'll give you all the training you'll need. Are you interested?" Credit analyst? Me? Oh... Mr. Burke, I can't believe it! I hoped ... Oh, God, did I hope! I hoped some day I could get into credit, but I knew, deep down, it could never happen. But you say it did! The answer is yes, of course. What do you want me to do? I'll do absolutely anything to get such a job!"Dan went back behind his desk and smiled. "Great! Now we're getting on. We’d have to find a way to be alone, I mean without Dave and Diane. Maybe we could get them involved later on but……’ ‘Yes, I agree. Maybe we should just have a business meeting and let them leave tonight, then the four of us could play an open game of poker, you know, with no rules. I think the boys are ready for that now, don’t you?’ ‘Sounds like a good idea to me. For now, tho, we had better get to work. We have a lot to do today and still be home on time.’ Sharon put the car into gear and. I am most relieved that all of the peculiarities she exhibits are beneficent ones for her to have. I am such a fortunate man." Oh, Erik! Why did you not tell me someone else is here?"He chuckled and spoke in a low voice."And miss you turning that absolutely luscious shade of crimson? Never!"The sound of the throat clearing returned the couple's attention to the man at the head of the orchestra pit. Erik inclined his head to the man."Monsieur Reyer."The man returned the courtesy."Monsieur. In general, things were going well, but because he'd misunderstood his own needs and goals, things were threatening to go awry where Sharon was concerned... For the next ninety minutes or so, things went along pretty much without incident; the young people concentrated on their studies while Sharon stewed in her self-discovery. But then, almost simultaneously, both groups lurched into action; as Sharon rose to begin supper preparations, Nora looked up at Nate and queried, "Done? Good! Come with.