That was the first time that I’d come face to face with Darren. He seemed like a nice guy, but I did my best to avoid him because it felt strange to...be around him. He looked as much like Denzel Washington as Summer said that he did, and he was old enough where he could have been her dad. It didn’t help that he had that dad vibe about him too. A few other guys came along too, all muscle-bound gym rats and naturally, all black. Other than me, I don’t think Summer spoke to many other white guys.. “Good, well then I need you to re-read it again and come over not on this weekend, I’m out, but on Sunday night, ok? So not this weekend, Sunday night - right” She said.It was unusual not to meet up over the weekend, we usually did but I did as I was told.I was very excited to see her on Sunday and as I rang the door bell to her shared flat I noticed that her flatmates car was missing. “Where’s Sally” I asked, “Out” she replied.We climbed up the stairs to her flat and went into the lounge. . She was a tall woman, about five foot-six-inches. She was transferred to my restaurant to help me. I had the busiest restaurant in my area. She was one of four assistant managers. Janet was funny and had a very good sense of humor which is what I needed at the time what with the ordering and payroll and the scheduling. Not to mention the meetings I had to attend. Well, needless to say, I was very happy to have her.About three weeks after she arrived, we were on the same shift and I had to run. In any event, he needn’t have worried. Bob had left a message with Elaine that he was going to be late too – one of his daughters had had a minor but messy accident and had needed to go to hospital. As Stan entered his office he knew he’d have to stand in for Bob, doing a lot of his work this morning. So it proved, and Stan was immensely busy for the first couple of hours. Stan looked up as Bob entered. ‘Hi Bob, how’s Mary?’ ‘Oh, that daughter of mine’s a trial, but she’s fine, she’s fine..