The past week had been chaotic. JCAHO, the federal healthcare commission inspectors, were coming to St Marks hospital so all of the departments were buzzing with activity. Tom had his hands full in making sure all aspects of the hospital were in compliance and everyone was prepared for their arrival. Necessary upgrades to hospital floors were nearly complete, patient files were cleaned up and customer service seminars were becoming a weekly mandatory event for all employees.<br/><br/>To make matters worse, Samantha was having problems with the wedding arrangements. Her insistance on Indonesian violacea orchids for the altar was conflicting with the wedding planner's color scheme. They nearly came to blows when she sent half the designer team home for not having, as she put it, any sense of class.<br/><br/>What was most concerning to Tom, was that he had misplaced his poetry book! He had desperately searched his clothes, briefcase and desk drawer at the office to no avail. After retracing his steps, he was pretty sure he had left it at Corner Sweets, and had stopped by a few times in the past week to retrieve it. He figured it must have happened when he bumped into that lovely woman and thought that perhaps she might have it. Unfortunately she had not been around when he returned. Today he hoped she would be.<br/><br/>The woman from the shop had intrigued him. There were nights as he watched Samantha painting her toenails, complaining about some waiter at the club that had not brought her the right drink and was therefore uneducated and beneath her, that his thoughts drifted to her. Her eyes seemed kind and soothing, as if the ocean had opened and held him in passion's gentle embrace. He knew such thoughts were but flights of fantasy as Samantha held his heart and tried to push these thoughts away.<br/><br/>He walked up to the Corner Sweets shop and slowly stepped inside. The friendly aroma brought a smile to his face as he looked around.