After his breakup with Julie, Kyle didn’t have the time—or money—to date, circumstances being what they were. It looked like he was going to spend the rest of his life dateless and bussing tables at the Pizza π, but then the gang at work told him they planned to take him out on his twenty-first birthday to the Drink and Be Merry and would treat him to his first legal beer, which of course he had to write Brady about.
That was the night his world changed. He happened to overhear a couple of men in the booth in front of the one he and the gang were sitting in, talking about a company headquartered in Boston that happened to need someone who could read and write Braille. It sounded cool, a real Godsend actually, and he thought “Why not?”
Kyle applied, and as luck would have it, he landed th
