I stepped into Jeff's office and plopped myself down ont his leather couch sitting in the corner. The couch was one of those old regal looking leather chairs that you would see in a lawyers office that would cost you close to half a million dollars to hire. Jeff looked up from his cherry wood desk and smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. He had that affect on me and it was the smile of his that spread from his lips to his eyes. "You look like you could use another vacation", he said. I nodded. I did. I wanted to go home. To sit by the pond at my parents house while the crickets chirped and the birds sang. I needed that peace. "What are you thinking?" he asked of me. "How badly I need to go home. How I need to go make things right with Jake." "Oh. Him. Beau told me about your, uh, vacation." He said slyly. "I know. I'm an idiot. But can I use the I am an intern excuse?" "No. You can't. It's acceptable but you need to figure out how to make it right with Beau at work and clear you conscious." "Yes. I do. I need to make it right with Jake first before I go on making it right anywhere else." "So go do it. Go now. I'll fly you." "Because you are Peter Pan and have Tinkerbell in your pocket? I can't leave work and I don't have the money for a plane ticket right now." "Ah, Tinkerbell would be a good name for my private jet but unfortunately she or it, doesn't have a name."
As far fetched as I was beginning to think my life was, it wasn't. Jeff had a private jet and pull with Beau. He managed to get me a few days off from work and fly me down to Texas to see my family by the days end. I of course begged Jeff to go with me. Why? I'm not totally sure. I just felt like I always had to be near him. Like he was the answer to my very pear shaped world. And he didn't argue, didn't say no, he just went along for my ride without a question.
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