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notice will be fine.”
    A.J. actually smiles for the first time since we met.
    “Hell, I wasn’t even thinking about something like that. Would you write a book if I asked you to?”
    “I suppose it would depend.”
    A.J. laughs.
    “I’m not going to ask you about that right now, but someday I might. Look. I’m running out of time. Don’t be late… first thing Saturday morning.”
    I turn and wave as I reach the door. AJ.’s eyes are boring right through me. I wonder what he’s thinking. and I wonder, too, who it was who said you should beware of what you wish for… you might get it.

CHAPTER 3  
    Wrapping up my affairs has gone much more quickly than expected. Part of the reason for this is that getting things done is almost always easier when you can get someone else to do them for you. John and I had already discussed most of the legal matters, so all I had to do was sign a few papers to take care of that end of things. After all, I’m not exactly leaving the country.
    As for the house, I have long been blessed with the MacNamaras. a husband and wife team going by the first names of Jack and Mary. They are both as Irish as Patty’s pig… or is it Paddy’s pig? We sort of adopted each other about twelve years ago after Jack had been laid-off from his job. Mary was the head chef for a corporate cafeteria and she longed for something with less volume and more quality and creativity. Laura and I hired them to help us with our home and it wasn’t long before they became our extended family. The Irish have always been strong on loyalty and Jack and Mary are no different in that regard. I would trust them with my soul.
    I told them I was leaving for a time to take a position as a consultant. They would never understand or accept the truth. In fact they would probably be hurt, thinking my problems were somehow due to a failure on their part. Nothing could be further from reality, for had it not been for them I’m sure I would have had a much more difficult time of it. So I left them in charge of everything with enough money to see them through the next year of operations. There will probably be more money in the account a year from now than I have given them to work with.
    I asked Jack to drive me to the Jackson’s home so he would know where I am if, for some reason, he ever had to go there. Also, I do not want to have a car with me. It would be an imposition to ask for a place to garage it and certainly unsightly to have it sitting outside all the time. We left Friday afternoon and stayed at a nearby motel last night.
    Driving to the house at first light, Jack is duly impressed. We off-load the luggage and after a fatherly pat on the back and a handshake, Jack is on his way. Things look a little different in the half-light of dawn and the total quiet of the countryside is interrupted only by the growing cacophony of the birds as they argue about whatever it is that seems so important to birds at this hour of the day.
    There’s a light on near the back of the house. It’s probably in the kitchen, so I head for the back door. I have three large soft covered bags and one carry-bag for suits. I brought five suits with me. It’s doubtful that anyone would ever know how many suits I have since they all look alike… blue pinstripes, gray, or variations of those basic colors.
    Long ago I decided the army was right: one dress uniform is perfect for most occasions. All the rest of my clothes are casual. I know… Boring! Actually, all I did was exchange one uniform for another. But I never thought of wearing a suit/uniform for business as anissue one way or the other. My goal was to eliminate an unimportant decision from my life. Do away with another area where something could go wrong. I just wanted to focus my sights on running the business and doing the things that counted while not getting caught up in a lot of non-essential, irrelevant trivia. After all, I’ve never been a fashion plate and my business