Abb kyu ke main wife se baat kar raha tha aur darwaje ki taraf chal raha tha, maine dhyan nahi diya ki kab main Jainisha ke ek dum mere close pohoch g...aya aur uske badan ko touch ho gaya….main lagbhag girte girte bacha….waise toh main sambhal gaya tha lekin phir bhi uske upar girne ka bahana kiya….jis wajah se wo darwaje par chipak gayi aur main khud ko sambhal ne ke liye uska support liya, yani mera hath galti se uske kamar par chala gaya….Maine sorry bola aur phir darwaja khol kar use jane. I went to the florist just after lunchtime, it was privately owned, not one of those chains, I like to support the little person. I went in and saw nobody around. I called out hello and still nothing. I was going to leave when I heard a muffled voice out the back, I walked up to the doorway and called hello. I got a sobbed hello back and poked my head round the corner.I saw the florist sat on a chair next to the phone and she had been crying. I said are you ok and she looked up a little. She ran like she had been trained to, tight, controlled with not a movement wasted. She was aware of the burning in her throat, chest and muscles. She could hear her breathing, hard and ragged and she could feel her head getting lighter and lighter. Still she ran. If you do need to run, you will need to run hard. Head straight west to the gorge and don’t stop. Don’t even look back. Ahead of her, finally, the trees began to thin and she could hear the muted rumble of the river. So close now but. If so, my first thought was, ‘God bless him.’ He’d need all the help he could find, including God’s help.Sam came to his decision. He stood up, offered me his hand, and asked, “How do you want to handle notifications and the media?”The special phone was right beside me. “Stacy, I need you, right now.”It took no time and Stacy was in with her ever present notepad. “How may I help you Mr. President ... and hello to you, Mr. President?” They wore nearly identical smiles. Sam was delighted to be.