This is very important, and must be done as soon as possible." Hello, Mr. Ambassador. I am sorry, but the Secretary is busy all day. I can probably sq...eeze you in Monday morning?"With a sigh of despair and remembering his orders from the President, he said, "Sorry, Marcia, but this is vital to world peace and security. I need to see him, today." Mr. Ambassador, can I give him a clue as to what this is about?" Yes, tell him it deals with ... just a second let me get my book out."Turning around. Ellen will join us soon, and I don't want to explain my red eyes to her. We'll talk some more about this tonight. Okay?"He nodded, and she jumped to her feet and hurried away.When David arrived home from school, he found a note from his mother telling him she had some sales calls she needed to make and would arrived home about six that night. She planned to pick up Chinese takeout for dinner on the way home. David pulled a cola from the frig and popped the tab. It was nice to have the place to. I got up and ate breakfast anyway; Aunt Claire had left earlier to get a head start on some sale, so I had the house to myself.A knock sounded and I rushed to get it, knowing it was Connor. But it wasn't. It was DJ and his Uncle, John Old."Good morning," I said, trying to figure out why they would be here."Morning, Tricia," John said, his face sober, "did we disturb you?" He seemed almost hopeful."Just having breakfast, come on in," I opened the door all the way and waved them in. "Claire's. ”She laughed aloud. A clear, ringing laugh. She walked towards the bedroom, turned towards me and said,“Maybe you should,” and went in and closed the bedroom door behind her.Te door opened after five minutes and I went in taking a bucket of strawberry ice cream along with me. It was melting because of the power cut.I went in and looked around. She decorated the room with the scented candles and she was looking angelic in the light and wet hair. I put the ice cream aside and went to her and.