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Lawrence came in with his black briefcase and put it down at his side. He wore a grey suit with a grey shirt and a dark brown tie with emblems of a church tower embossed upon it in light gold. He was of Italian extraction. His hair was dark brown and neatly brushed. He was a tall man with a long nose and wavy brown hair. He was the director of a small but prosperous advertising agency. He looked at me piercingly as he came in. It was the last session for a month.
P: At this time of year a whole lot of work comes in. People like to get all their affairs buttoned up before they go off on holiday so we are deluged with a whole lot of work. Usually I would feverishly do it all myself but instead I delegated it. I farmed out different profiles to different people and except with one or two I was quite happy with the way they did it.
I was thinking, this is a good sign. He can relax a bit, he can trust more, and he is less driven.
A: So you can trust more.
P: Stephanie I could trust entirely. There was one I was a little worried about but … it was all right.
Then I was sitting in the office and I suddenly had the thought to ring up Victor and suggest that we had dinner together. I suggested that he and I and Teresa go out together for dinner but Teresa was already going out with a friend so just Victor and I went out together and it was such an enjoyable evening. There—I came home from work and the two of us went out. I had some leisure for the first time. Instead of coming home all fraught and bad tempered I was at ease and it was so enjoyable.
You know Victor has done really well. In his four subjects he has had results from three of them: he got 91 in one subject, 82 in another and 75 in a third. He has