Rate this story Caroline was out (passed out sleeping off a terrible hang over) I opened her Diary! July 1969 After the Japanese couple left to catch their plane back to Japan, Mister Pearce sat at the end of the boardroom table studying the papers before him. He looked up at me sitting in a side chair and asked, “Caroline, would you pour us a glass of that wine? I’m going to be awhile reading over this deal; it’s all settled except for dotting the I’s and crossing the T’s!” I must remark up to now everything went well with...
