"Don't worry, you got the Position, I over heard them talking before you got here, there's no way there not going to hire you, you came highly recomen...ed"."Well, I hope your right, maybe something will go right for a change"."I'm Sorry, I read about what your wife did and I don't know how she could do something like that to someone so Nice"."Ah, Well, I really don't want to think about that anymore, that's past history, and she's my EX WIFE now"."Oh God, I should never mentioned it, Sorry, I. But Anita could think of no one on this eve except her deceased husband Amar. After all, this is also a day to remember the dead. Anita baked an apple pie and packed it in gelatin. She looked at herself in the mirror.Her age didn’t show much. She was fair, standing tall perfectly at 5’7 with a beautiful round face. She set out towards the cemetery in her work clothes.Her husband’s ashes were submerged thousands of kilometers away in the depths of the river Ganga in India but whenever Anita. "Is that?" she asked a little nervously.Greg nodded his head. "Yes, that is probably our trespasser from last night ... why don't you brew a fresh pot of coffee and I will take him through to the living room?" he suggested.Iris nodded in agreement and a small amount of relief, for some reason she was suddenly feeling all shy and tongue tied about meeting this man!The door bell peeled and her father stood up and ambled out of the room with a muttered, "Yes, yes I'm coming ... the youth of today. Mary came out and said they would be eating dinner in about an hour. She invited me to eat with them. "Of course he's going to eat with us," said Robert with a smile. "He worked hard out here. The least we can do for him is feed him and put some meat on his bones."Yes, I guess I was on the skinny side. I knew Robert didn't mean anything by it. I told Mary that I needed to clean up and would see them in an hour.I thought I would feel funny being with their family but I felt great. I almost felt.