A liveried Butler showed us to the drawing room of an Edwardian house. Her directions had purposely made us leave the perfectly dry interior of my car... some two miles away. The fucking road passed less than sixty feet from the main gate. Wouldn’t you know it, I thought, Frightened of the sodding neighbours.Paintings that looked old, stared at us from their vantage points on the oak panelled walls of the drawing room. A large fire blazed in a John Adams fireplace and candles lit the room from. She thought that might have been the clincher for the deal. They promised a final decision by early next week. This thing could take off, Steve. How cool would that be?’ ‘I’m having trouble imagining all of this. If it turns out that it raises money for the building fund, it’ll be very cool. With beautiful models like the Anderson sisters, how can this not be a success?’ ‘I could get used to having this guy around all of the time. He’s such a good judge of beauty,’ quipped Kate. ‘I wonder how. I could find nothing noteworthy in her appearance. If Nate loved her, though, then she was beautiful. We introduced ourselves to Marcy. Lots of chit-chat. Marcy was an accountant working for a temp agency while she studied for her CPA exam. Her brother was an attorney who had just found his first job. Their parents were dead. She was left-handed. When we got to the left-handed part, Sylvia figured we had exhausted the chit-cht. Sylvia asked if Marcy had any questions. Assuming she had an IQ. She reminded him of his “commitment”. As the years passed into middle age, Dan, like most men gained a few pounds. He wasn’t fat, but wasn’t happy about himself. He committed to himself to lose 20 lbs. Dan was also a classic over achiever. He spreads himself in every direction his attention pulls. He started his career as a teacher and now an administrator; he pushes papers and attends meetings all day and many evenings. Early morning was about the only time for exercise. But his over achieving.