he tried to talk to me, without daring to look me in the eye. He was physically shaking with the trauma of the moment. His voice was nearly a sob as he rambled to clear his guilt.

I was finally able to calm and subdue him enough by taking him by the shoulder and to say “Chris, listen to me now, you did not do anything that I did not want you to do!” He seemed to lose a bit of his tenseness as I continued to calm him down, “Chris, stay calm and let’s talk about this, there is nothing to be ashamed of.” But there was no chance to talk since suddenly there was the voice of his wife Marilyn at the head of the stairs yelling down to us to finish up and come up and have a drink with her and my wife.

With a very solemn sadness showing in his face, Chris said to me, “I am sure that you have lost all respect you ever had for me, but could I ask, please, would you come to my office tomorrow to talk with me about this unfortunate event?” I quickly agreed, “Sure” and he nodded with relief. “Make it about 5:00 if you can.” And I agreed to that too. I was still hard as we climbed the stairs.


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