I got off at the 60th floor and there was not much on the floor just a desk with an older lady sitting at it and a couple chairs. I told the lady who...I was and she told me to take a seat. After about 5 minutes of waiting she said Mr. North will see you now. She walked me down the hall way to a door with Mr. North's name on the door and under his name said president. I was feeling real excited about getting to interview with the president and was really excited about my chances. I walked in. “Hey, that is not fair you know I have always paid my way and besides you are not exactly poor yourself.”“True, but this is another level, in fact, scratch that it's three or four levels above me.”“Well, this is what you can get when your mother is a GP and your father has his own successful engineering company. I don’t get any assistance whilst I have been at Uni and even less now that I am with you.”“Don’t believe you, have you ever heard the song Common People by Pulp?”“Hey, I never said I. The township did not have the best drainage system and as she navigated the now inundated roads each morning and evening she could not avoid particularly deep puddles every now and then. It did not help that she had to be in the office with the air on all day. Plus supplies at home had been rationed and she had been without lunch all week. Each night before going to bed she rubbed her feet and chest with as much bay rum as she could to ward off the chills that came before a cold. It did not. " Only one way to find out."William said as he began furiously clicking on the mouse. He brought up the same cloud server he used for school."I should have known. Dad asked me about the cloud when I was discussing what we were doing at school. I told him which server we used and how to use it. I hope he actually followed my advice."Within minutes, we found exactly what we were looking for. There were thousands of files. All neatly stored in their own specific folders. Photos in their thousands.