| | "Hey Mr. Richardson." the new intern, Robert called him.
"Hmm?" he turned around, "Oh, It's you, Robert. Call me Ian ok? No need to be so formal around here."
"Uhm.. Can I ask you something?"
"Just shoot." Ian smiled.
Robert leaned against his table and whispered softly, "I need to get home early. Could you let me..."
"Got a date huh?" he asked. Robert blushed and nodded in reply.
"Sure thing, It's already five, you can leave in a while. I'll be leaving soon myself."
Ian turned back to his work when Robert blurted out, "Thanks, Mr. Richardson, I really, really appreciate it!"
Ian smiled and carried on with his work. He smiled briefly when Robert
walked out with a grin on his face. Ian started packing his stuff and
was getting ready to leave his office when he noticed the date on the
office calendar. "Shit." he cursed. He rang up the florist and ordered
a dozen roses over the phone and hurriedly asked the woman to hurry and
make sure it was ready when he got there.
"Yes sir, no problem. Buying them for your wife?" the florist answered cheerfully.
He kept silent for a moment then replied, " Yeah, you could say that."
He left a note on his table for Robert saying that he would be taking
the day off tomorrow. There was no need to explain to Richard, he knew
what day it was.
Robert got to the office early the next day, feeling upbeat about his
date the previous night. He read the note and decided to ask the other
boss, Richard where Ian had went.
Richard frowned and looked at the calendar. "Ah, judging by today's date, I'd say he went to visit his wife's gravestone."
"But... I met his wife last week when she came to pick up a cheque from the office. Has she..?" Robert stammered.
"No, and that was his ex-wife you met. She was the second wife, his first wife died years ago in childbirth."
"What?!!"
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