The songs from the radio station were all but comforting. The driveway looked glorious with the sun’s rays splitting through the tall palm trees that lined the driveway. Gardeners worked hard cutting and trimming the hedges. I could see John at the far end. I braced myself for the greetings that were about to follow. John made it his responsibility to give me a daily account of how each thing was done in the house and what supplies were needed. I had insisted he has this chat with the house manager, but John felt he had built a strong relationship with me that made him more comfortable discussing issues like this.