You had such depth of knowledge and I only skimmed the surface.’ ‘Sorry. For what it’s worth, I did think you had some incredible insights, real... unique perspectives you don’t get from your average Lit major.’ ‘So I’ve been told,’ I chuckled. ‘My professors didn’t know what to make of my insights, couldn’t quite refute them, so they tore up my complete lack of structure instead.’ ‘Wandering makes for terrible essays but pretty interesting conversations,’ said Jill squeezing my hand. ‘There’s a. "Can I come in, dear?" Y-yeah," came a voice from inside. The door unlocked.Marian walked in. Francie was wearing a white terrycloth robe that hadbelonged to Fonzie. It almost touched the floor, and Francie hadneeded tie it shut and to roll the sleeves back considerably. Her hairwas dripping wet. "J-just took a sh-shower. N-need an-nother t-towelfor my hair." She was shivering."Are you all right, Francie?" I took a sh-shower, a cold shower, that's all." A cold shower? Oh, dear, is the heater. Of all the valuable lessons he had learned from his father, one of those he held closest was that the possession of power obligated one to act with care and concern for those one outranked. And from a woman who offered nothing as far as he could see but the fact that her rich family knew a slew of other rich people who were willing to put their estates in the hands of the firm because she worked there, because they golfed with her father or played tennis with her mother, or belonged to the same. And because they both wore wedding rings, from all outward appearances, it would seem they were married; well, they were, just not to each other.Dave had rented a tuxedo for the event, which was delivered to the suite late that morning. He tried it on and it fit perfectly. Jill had purchased a beautiful full length gown for the event. Her husband thought she had purchased the gown for his industry conference's closing banquet, held a couple of weeks prior; little did he realize the plans Jill.