April 2

Dear Oliver,

Yesterday was April Fool's Day. Apparently I am the fool. Steve called me into his office. He started by telling me what an excellent job that I was doing and how important the work is. He said that what we are doing is world changing. He went on for about 30 minutes. He can be very affirming and convincing when he wants to be. Then he said, "We are going to need you to stay longer. The crisis isn't fully resolved." I asked how much longer. He said I needed to stay at least another six weeks. He reassured me that he wouldn't keep me one day longer than necessary.

I said, "thank you," as if he had done me a favor. Then I just stood and started to leave. I was stunned. He followed me into the hallway and offered to join me for dinner. I declined. He persisted. He said something about me not eating alone. He doesn't understand. If I'm not with you, I am alone.

Instead of going to dinner I returned to my room. I wasn't hungry. I wanted to write to you. It seems to be as close to you as I can get right now. When I left Denver, I assumed that I would be home by the first of April. Assume nothing.

Missing you terribly,

Shane

P.S. On my way to my room I saw the woman with whom I have become friends. She is flying out tomorrow.