Tyler: call me when you have a minute to talk
Libby: everything okay?
Tyler: not making it back tonight. roads are shit
Libby: OK. I will call in about 10 minutes
Ten minutes later, Libby was back in her office calling Tyler. "Hey, what's going on?"
"I am so pissed right now. If these guys would not have drug their feet getting me unloaded I would be on my way back home already. Now, I am stuck here at a truck stop for the night. The roads are really crappy."
"What's going on with the weather?"
"Ice storm. The roads are a sheet of ice. If I had some weight in the trailer, it would not be too bad and I would chance driving home but driving empty-"
"No need to explain. I get it. I would rather you stay there for the night and come home to me tomorrow than not come home at all."
