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for now.Miss SteeleFrom: Christian GreySubject: Apologies - Twitchy Palm StowedDate: June 3 2011 10:08To: Anastasia SteeleI miss you and your smart mouth Miss Steele.I want you safely home.Christian GreyCEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.From: Anastasia SteeleSubject: Apology AcceptedDate: June 3 2011 13:10 ESTTo: Christian GreyThey are shutting the doors. You won’t hear another peep from me, especially given yourdeafness.Laters.Ana xI switch off the BlackBerry, unable to shake my anxiety. Something is up with Christian.Perhaps ‘the situation’ is out of hand. I sit back, glancing up at the locker where my bagsare stowed. I managed this morning, with my mother’s help, to buy Christian a small giftto say thank you for first class and for the gliding. I smile at the memory of the soaring –that was something else. I don’t know yet if I’ll give my silly gift to him. He might thinkit’s childish – and if he’s in a strange mood, maybe not. I am both eager to return andapprehensive of what awaits me at my journey’s end. As I mentally flick through all thescenarios that could be ‘the situation’, I become aware that once again the only empty seatis beside me. I shake my head as the thought crosses my mind that Christian might havepurchased the adjacent seat so that I couldn’t talk to anyone. I dismiss the idea as ridiculous– no one could be that controlling, that jealous, surely. I close my eyes as the planetaxis towards the runway.I emerge into the Sea-Tac arrivals terminal eight hours later to find Taylor waiting andholding up a board that reads Miss A Steele. Honestly! But it’s good to see him.“Hello, Taylor.”