She told him he was hired, but he could only work there on herterms, then asked him to sign a contract, as she had losing toomany salespeople after sp...nding time and money training them. Heagreed and signed a three page contract without reading it. She wassurprised he was willing but glad he was immediately available andtook him into the store and explained how each rack had a numberand how the numbering system went. She told him she would checkeach box and mark on it what number rack the. "Please, you can call me Emily," Emily Waters answered. "I'll get my husband. He will be happy for an interruption. I was ready to send him out to clear our walks and driveway." Thank you, Emily," I said. It took John a couple minutes to get to the phone."What's up, Kyle?" John asked. "Are you safe inside enjoying a view of the snow?" No, I'm stranded in Charlotte, North Carolina," I explained. "I will not be able to get to school tomorrow."John just laughed. "Tredyffrin/Easttown canceled. We set off for the pub and enjoyed a number of pints in a splendid beer garden, Tom putting away a good deal more than I did.Eventually we set off for his home and he staggered quite a lot, but I got him back OK, though Maggie and I had to help him lie down."Fancy a coffee?" she asked as I was about to leave."Ok, thanks," I replied.We both sat with our coffees and just chatted for a while. The kids were out playing in the garden and the house quiet other than the muffled snores coming from. I didn’t say it either – although I could have, with complete justification. It was the voice of James McLaughlin, the chief architect at her firm. He was a complete prick in my opinion, who saw himself as the new age Frank Lloyd Wright, and dressed in collarless jackets with purple cravats that matched his overly tight trousers to show off his daring originality. Poncey prick would have been a more appropriate title. He’d even felt entitled enough to make her vow to be faithful to him, cutting.