A Major Award
Concentrating at work was easier now that Trent was assured that Bree’s hand was on the mend. He sat in his office, thinking about how well she’d been doing. Hearing her play the guitar again was music to his ears, even if it wasn’t quite the way that it used to be. She made more mistakes. The music wasn’t always smooth. But it was still wonderful to hear her getting better all the time, and after a few weeks of practice, she’d decided today was the day she was going to get the band back together.
It was a bit of a distraction waiting for her to call to let him know how practice had gone, but he knew she wouldn’t be done for another few hours, which let him focus on his work. It seemed the firm was acquiring new customers left and right, and since he tried to approve every
