VIII - Correcting the Mistakes
James glanced at the clock, thankful his workday neared completion. He would still have to wait until Maria retrieved him, but at least he wouldn’t be required to think any more. The last few weeks had drained every ounce of his spirit and James felt tired on all levels.
His cell phone beeped and James grinned at the number. He had expected a call from Derrick this afternoon.
“Hey, man!” came his best friend’s eager voice. “Are you almost through in there?”
“In where?” said James, glancing at the main entrance. “Derrick, where are you guys?”
He heard his friend chuckle. “We’re in the parking lot. Are you getting off work at five or what?”
James gasped with surprise. “I’ll be out in five minutes!” he exclaimed.
He called Maria before leaving his desk. S
