ABSTRACT
Denise was driving to work early as usual. This is going to be a long day, she thought. Nevertheless, she was happy. The evening with Jason last night had been perfect. As Maggie suggested, that is demanded, they did not talk work. Their conversation had been profound, even philosophical, and Denise realized how much they complemented each other in their ways of thinking – different, but together. They had enjoyed some good wine with dinner, the bottle she kept for special occasions. Unfortunately, they had to cut the evening short so she could go back to the plant for the all hands with the nightshift.
