When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat - Webs

front of a tall building on an obscure side street. We walked up
to the door, entered the lobby and were soon on our way to
the thirty-third floor.
We stepped out into a long hallway. I took a few moments
to straighten my tie and comb my hair. At times the
winds of the Big City could be exceedingly fierce. At the end of
the hallway was a large door bearing a sign that said: “G & M
Enterprises, Inc., World Headquarters.”
“These are the people you work with, right, Gideon?”
He was a bit more relaxed now. “Yes,” he said. “It’s
about time you got to meet my boss. There’ll also be another
friend of mine here. <strong>You</strong> remember Marla?”
“Marla will be here, too? Oh yeah, I forgot that she
works for this company, too. It’ll be good to see her again.”
There was that twinkle in his eye and I knew that he
was back to his old self, again. He pushed open the door as
we walked into a reception area that was both simple and, at
the same time, elegantly decorated. There were paintings of
strange symbols on the walls. A receptionist looked up and
smiled. “Hello, Gideon, and welcome to our office, John,” she
said.
“<strong>You</strong> look well, Mary,” replied Gideon.
“Won’t you sit down, please. Marla is here already. It
will only be a few minutes,” said Mary.
In a short while Marla joined us and we renewed old
acquaintances. She seemed quite pleased to see me there.
The receptionist left for a few moments and when she returned,
she announced, “The chief will see you now.”
She escorted us through the main area to an office
with a sign on the door that read: “President and Chairman of
the Board.”
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