'Whathappened?''That beast said you were like a movie star and he would enjoyan hour or two with you,' Angela explained, face still angry,'so I told h...m it would be helpful if he kept his rude remarksto himself.'I squeezed her arm. 'Thanks Angie,' I said softly.The East German woman stopped in front of our seat, steadiedherself as the bus drove through. 'Good afternoon,' she said,smiling, 'I am Karla.''I'm Angela and this is my friend, Elizabeth.'The woman steaded herself again as the bus. The business was still able to support itself, but our personal income took a big dive. Pat looked at several jobs, but most paid 8 to 10 dollars an hour which wouldn’t even cover the taxes and insurance on our house. After several more months and a slowing economy, we found ourselves two months behind on our car payments. Pat loved her Land Cruiser, and swore she would never give it up. One night while we were debating our financial future, I jokingly said that she could work at the. “Five square miles?” Mike asked turning to look at Sonny. He realized that he was about to drive into the car in front of them and hit the brakes.“That’s right,” Sonny said looking at the incredulous expression on Mike’s face. “It’s not the biggest place around, but it’s also not the smallest.”Mike said, “What are you doing going to school here if you own that much land?”“I like computers. I’ll be going home after I graduate. Right now our only connection to the internet is via dialup. Of. It was a load off, and he rode the elevator to the bottom floor with a tremendous sense of lightness. He could get on with life now. Excellent, and not only that, but he was kinda hungry, and what did we have here?Vander & Porter didn't have an employee break-room; it had something better: a full-blown public cafeteria that looked better than some restaurants he'd been to. It was classy, open to anyone who wanted to grab a bite with friends who happened to work here. He never ate here with.