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Lena tiredly turned on her laptop to check on her email. Her daughter and grandchildren hadn't let her touch a computer from the time she got back to the penthouse the previous afternoon until now. They'd said that work time was over and she had to spend the weekend doing things with them. Laughing, she'd thrown her hands up and agreed, saying, "Okay, okay. When de tree of you gang up on me like dis, I know better dan to argue. What did you all want to do?"

She found out very quickly. That night they'd gone to a show and a late dinner, then the next day, they went sightseeing. They took in two museums, a boat trip around Manhattan Island, plus a visit to Rockefeller Center and the Statue of Liberty. By the time they returned to the penthouse, she was exhausted. The next day, they told her, they would all slow down and just go to one more museum, Lincoln Center, then lunch and a matinée. She chuckled, shook her head and headed to her room for a much-needed nap before dinner.

After they ate, the twins went to the computer to write reports of what they'd seen and done (part of the homework assigned to them by their mother). The two women sat and chatted for an hour. Then Lena went to her room to bathe and sleep. But first, she wanted to check her computer mailboxes.

There were several emails, both in her personal and her Tracy Industries boxes. She immediately noticed the one from Jeff but - certain that whatever it said, she would forget about the others if she opened it right away - checked the rest of the messages first. They were easily dealt with, and it wasn't long before there was only one message left. She opened it and read it.

Lena,

I reread the file on Steven McNally after receiving your recommendation, and completely agree that he should get the job. Would you please tell him Monday morning? He can move into his new office immediately afterward.

Your recommendation about the "attitude adjustment" program is a good one. I have asked Jerry, the creator, to see where the need for it is the greatest and formulate a plan for implementing it in those locations. I appreciate your heads up on this.

About your "presumptuousness"; you acted properly and it was a timely suggestion. I did have three people traveling and training, but one has left, due to being diagnosed with an inoperable malignant tumor (you'd think that, by now, they'd have found a way to deal with that sort of thing), and another is on maternity leave. I like the idea of having someone (or two) from each I&M department meet in one location to be trained on a new program or an upgrade, then returning to train the others in their location. Well done, Lena.

This brings me to an offer I'd like to make you. I've had it in the back of my mind for a while now to create the position of I&M coordinator. I would like to offer it to you, in addition to your job as I&M supervisor in DC. It would mean traveling at least once a month, to visit one of the other offices, but you would be gone for only a few days at a time. Would you be interested? Take your time and think about it, then let me know your decision.

Jeff Tracy

Lena sat back, stunned. What have you gotten yourself into, woman? More challenges, plus a chance to travel, which you always said you wanted to do. But I don't know . . .

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, and Joy peeked in. "Mom, I just wanted to see if you were all right. I know we exhausted you; I'm pretty tired out my . . . What's the matter?"

"I got an email from Mr. Tracy. He not only agrees wit my recommendation, he wants me to be de coordinator of all de I&M offices in de states. Dis would involve traveling to a different city each mont for face-to-face meetings wit de people dere."

"Really? That's wonderful, Mom. How many cities does he have branches in, anyway?"

"I don't know, Joy. Let me see; dere's dis one and de one in DC, den Los Angeles, Honolulu . . ."

"Hawaii?" Both women turned to see Naomi at the door. "Wow, Nyanya, that would be great! Are you going to take the job?"

"It would mean a lot more responsibility, Naomi, and I would have less time to be wit my family. I wonder if I would be up to it."

"Of course you would, Mom," Joy exclaimed. "You're in excellent health and more energetic than most people twenty years younger. Plus, you know how much you like challenges. I think you should take it."

"Me too, Nyanya. Especially if you could take family members along on some of those trips."

Lena laughed. "Now, I'm not so sure about dat, young lady. I don't intend to abuse de privileges given me. But I need to tink about dis offer some more, and consult wit your uncle. I want him to have a say, too." She sighed and saved Jeff's message, then shut down her computer. "And right now, I'm going to bade and have a good night's sleep. So you two shoo. I'll see you tomorrow." She grinned at them.

"Okay, Nyanya. Oh, wait until Kevin hears about this!" Naomi immediately disappeared.

Joy laughed. "Anytime you want something broadcast, just tell Naomi." She gave her mother a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I agree you should think about it when you're not so tired, and talk to the rest of the family, but I really believe you should take the job. It isn't like you'd be gone for weeks at a time, and I suspect you'll be able to schedule the trips so they won't conflict with anything going on in your family's life. But I'm keeping you from your bath and bed. Sleep well, Mom."

"Tank you, Joy. You, too." Joy left the room, closing the door behind her, and Lena turned and headed into the bathroom, wondering what was next in store for her.

Post by Hobbeth on 27/01/2005

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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