"Yeah, book a flight for me for Tibet--wherever--yes, as soon as possible please, Suzanne." Marley had just cleared his calendar with his secretary.

"And get me some information on retreats, you know, Buddhist monasteries that accept students." He shuffled through some papers in his briefcase. "Oh and check with HR and see how many weeks of vacation I've got piled up."

"Suzanne, put me through to Mr. Zachary."

Then it was set. He'd be taking two months off. He had sixteen week of vacation time accumulated.

In truth, he didn't think he'd be coming back at all.