However modest a place it was in inventory and profitability, the enterprise certainly was an achievement for a woman like myself, I reflected-as a person of little formal education and even less economic means. I was proud of it. And had a right to be. I felt No matter what Brian Adams thought.

Maria Nunez greeted me warmly, chacking over my injury like a doting mother hen "Poor Olivia  Oh, dear Look at that horrid cane. You really have to walk with that, do you?"

"Not as long as she has me around." Brian said  with a grin.

"You ought to stick around for a while then," Maria advised ....