The jar was filled with spider webs and I could see a large spidercarcass at the bottom. I turned while placing the jar back on theshelf, but my depth... perception had never been that great since theaccident and the jar was only partially on the shelf when it fell tothe ground. The noise of the shattering glass startled us both. Andreirushed over and pointed at our badges. Steady orange. It wasdefinitely time to go.Not paying attention to the glass on the floor, I turned towards theexit.. " Do you think I can reach that high?"This seemed to break the ice and we began to relax a little with eachother. She took time though to make clear some of her thoughts about herextraordinary height. "You should have it easier tonight because myheels are only moderate for square dancing. At any other kind of a danceI'd be even taller. I make no apology to anyone for my height. I hopeyou can cope with that." We'll get along all right if you don't complain about my nose ticklingyour chest." Just. ”I paused to gain some momentum. “What do you think of Curt?”Surprise came over her face. “Jenny’s brother?”I nodded my head yes.“I don’t know, I guess he’s okay. Why? Are you guys fighting?”“No, no. I was just wondering.”I could tell she was confused. “Oh. Okay”, she said.“Well, there’s something else.” She waited for me to finish.“Curt said something to me today and I was surprised and I thought that maybe you should know.”She listened intently. “What did he say?”I paused again, bracing. I am dying. Nothing can change that fact. That’s okay because I am a man who has led a very fulfilled life. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia, in the year 1940. The eldest son of a poor African-American family. Nevertheless, I did fairly well for myself. I won a scholarship to the Georgia Institute of Technology in 1968 and graduated in 1972 with a degree in engineering. Ten years later, I started my own company, Hyperion Industries. In the following decades, I would become a billionaire. Now, I.