Wyatt
He felt great when he got off work on Saturday. He had fixed his first client’s bike and the guy had been impressed with the results. He had never thought that he would feel so good about working; he’d always just thought that he would have to do what had to be done. Who knew he would find fulfillment in his work?
He’d texted Sasha that he would see her this afternoon, but he first wanted to stop by his house and take a shower. He wouldn’t go see his sweet girlfriend smelling like oil and grease, even if he was giddy with his experience. He felt better knowing he had fixed the bike and was worth more than just a future recruit.
And Sasha had taught him that.
He had just stepped inside the house when his mother leaned into the hallway and told him he had a phone call; he didn’t kn
