“Mr. Maggi, still here at this hour, on Christmas Eve?”
My boss appeared in my office. Judging by his clothes it looked as if he was about to leave.
“Yes,” I replied, “but I"m not working overtime. I"m just waiting in order to find less traffic to go home.”
He looked at me the way he usually did when he wanted to make someone understand that he didn"t buy it. I had to confess.
“The point is that Christmas is a time that you spend with the family … Indeed, it is precisely the family celebration, I think. And my family situation is not too happy at the moment. My wife wants a separation. It will be a rather difficult Christmas for me, certainly the worst in my life.”
“I understand,” he said sympathetically. “Will you be with your parents tonight?”
“No. They don"t know yet, and I don"t
