Much of our daily conversations involved me advising her as to the ins and out of programming and the network in general, as well as who her allies an... enemies in the company would be.When she picked up the phone, I explained at length the situation of Jazz's return, and how I was quite certain I wasn't going to be here for a great deal longer. She paused long and contemplatively before asking if I wanted to stay with her. I didn't have anywhere to go, and it was a solution. I sat and mulled it. We were both very proud of it, although it wasn't much to look at. I gave us shelter and a place to store our supplies. It was roomy enough for everything and the two of us to have a separate sleeping area. I'd rigged one wall that faced the water to lift up so that we could keep a fire outside (and fortunately the wind usually blew it away from the hut. We finished stowing our supplies and then went to the surf to rinse off our sweaty bodies. We were both happy that we had something more. When asked he said your application is being rejected since you been taking much of leaves often. I was sad, and literally pleased him to support me; he said one thing can be done, I asked what I have to do? I will tell you the idea but what benefit will I get to help you. I was surprised with his question and I said I can give away some money if you need. He said what I do with money? I was unsure what his actual need is. So said him what would you like party? He said I will throw a party for. It’s Adele. Is Sally about?”“Sure, Dell. She’s upstairs. Hang on, I’ll call her.” He held the phone to his chest, covering the mouthpiece with his hand and bellowed up the staircase. “Sal! Sal, it’s your sister.”“Coming!”He put the phone back to his mouth. “She’s on her way, Dell.”“Thanks. How are you, John. How’s work?”“Oh, you know. Same old, same old. Kids who couldn’t be bothered and piles of marking four foot high.”“I’m so glad I gave up teaching.”“Yeah, you’re lucky. Here’s Sal.” He.