It was late when I woke up next morning. Uncle Nat met me in the front room with a yellow paper in his hand. It looked like a telegram."Seems as thoug... Frank's coming up to pay us a visit," he said smiling. "Sure hope he doesn't decide to take you with him when he goes. Linda has appreciated the extra help you've given her around the place." My uncle noticed my white face and frowned. "Something wrong, Shelly?" It's nothing," I mumbled, sinking into a chair. "Just hungry, I guess."I read the. “I tried to get out of it, you know. Your mother insisted that I would regret it if I dropped out. I don’t think it was a threat but it might have been. The paperwork had already been submitted and she was right anyhow. I would have regretted it.”“I would have regretted it, too,” Phil told her. “You will do a great job this summer and you’ll be locked in for the next three years. You’ll have a nice career in front of you when you graduate and you can work on your MBA over time. It won’t really. “You remember Dan ‘the Man’ Tannen, Claire?” I said nodding my head to her.“I am sorry Dan, I just can’t keep from kissing this guy all the time,” Claire explained.“You two remind me of me and my wife back in the day; so, they’re letting in people starting at ten, correct?” Dan asked.“Yessir, that’s right. The food concessions open at eleven, Michael’s orchestra plays from three pm to five pm, and at five, provided they have shown up, the entertainment starts - the people on your list.”“How’d. And it was raining! I let out another heartfelt sigh that even Christian’s warm embrace couldn’t quite stifle. ‘Chin up, angel.’ He turned his face to my hair and blew a soft breath against my neck. ‘We can still spend the day together.’ ‘Yeah.’ He laughed and I could feel the vibration in his chest against my back. ‘Don’t sound so excited at the prospect.’ I turned and put my arms around his shoulders. I buried my face against his neck and inhaled. He held me snug against him, dropping light.