Damien Shaw
Keith and I visit the convention site alone since Imogene suddenly bailed on us. She said nothing about why she couldn’t make it or what she was up to.
I discussed our special booth concept for the convention, with a contractor a few months back and he was going to meet us at the site. But Keith and I arrived a few minutes ago and the contractor still hasn’t yet arrived.
We continue to sit in my car in silence as we wait for the contractor. I’m starting to lose my cool because I’m not a fan of waiting. Keith on the other hand is relaxed in his seat next to me with his eyes closed.
My phone buzzes with a text from the contractor. [Will be there in ten minutes.]
Exasperated, I shrug and take a deep breath. Keith opens his eyes and glances at me. Then gives me a long hard lo
