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details on the theater arrangements. Talk to you soon.” Sarah said her goodbyes and went to her meeting.
    When Sarah arrived home from work, Jordan was not at home. She changed her clothes and went to the kitchen to figure out something for dinner. She decided on a garden salad with grilled chicken. She was chopping vegetables for the salad when Jordan walked in through the back door.
    Sarah smiled in his direction and said, “Hi, Honey. I have dinner started. Should be ready in about a half hour if you want to change your clothes before we eat.”
    “You go ahead, I’m not really hungry. I was in a business meeting all afternoon and they had food bought in.” Jordan brushed her cheek with a kiss and walked to the living room. He sat down on the couch and immediately opened his computer.
    Sarah was surprised. They always ate together. It was the one time of the day that Kyle didn’t seem to invade. She walked to the living room.
    “Is everything O.K.?” She sensed that Jordan was tense about something.
    “Yes, everything is fine. My afternoon meeting was just draining. I’m tired.” Just then his cell phone rang. He answered it. “Not now, Kyle. I told you I am taking care of it. Your hounding me is not going to make a difference.” Jordan stood up and walked to the other side of the room lowering his voice so Sarah could not hear what was being said.
    Kyle, again, she thought. She went back to the kitchen and halfheartedly finished preparing dinner for herself. She definitely wanted to make Saturday night’s dinner something special just for the two of them.
    When the chicken was done she prepared herself a plate and took it to the living room. Even if Jordan wasn’t going to eat with her, they could at least use the time to talk. Jordan was focused intently on his computer and didn’t even acknowledge her presence.”
    “I talked to Ruth Abbot today. We’re all going to a new theater Saturday night to see a play. That’s O.K. with you, isn’t it?”
    Jordan looked up from his computer. “Uh, yeah. I think so. Sure.” He went back to staring at his computer screen.
    “You and I are going to go to dinner before the play. I’ll plan something nice, just for the two of us. We haven’t had much time together.” She wanted to say, not since Kyle showed up , but didn’t. “Ruth invited us again for dessert after the play. She has a new recipe she wants to try on us. It should be fun.”
    “O.K., dinner, a play, and dessert at Ruth and Eric’s, Saturday. Sounds good.” Jordan didn’t even look up from his computer when he said it.
    Sarah’s annoyance was starting to show. “Jordan, what’s wrong. You’re obsessed with that computer and you are barely listening to what I am saying.” Her remark broke into whatever world Jordan was inhabiting at the moment.
    To her surprise, he snapped back in an equally annoyed tone, “There are some very important time sensitive transactions going on right now. I need to keep track of them. I’m sorry if you feel that I am ignoring you, but this is what I do. I just can’t entertain you at the moment.” Jordan went back to his computer.
    His sudden censure stung and Sarah felt embarrassed. She was distracting him from his work. He had never been so short with her before. She knew that he dealt with international investments and that his work crossed time zones around the world. Transactions at odd hours were the norm. She left him alone and went to the kitchen to clean up her dishes from dinner.
    Saturday evening will be better, she thought. He just can’t get his mind off work right now.
     

Chapter 8
    S ARAH MADE PLANS for an intimate dinner with Jordan at a quaint French restaurant down the street from the new theater. After dinner, they would walk to the playhouse and meet Ruth and Eric Abbot and the rest of their friends. She was looking forward to a fun night out—without Jordan’s computer, phone, or Kyle coming between them.
    It was almost five