“He thinks he likes construction work, maybe because no one ever told him he could be…something else.”
“Like what? What’s wrong with building things?”
“Nothing…if that’s all you want to be.”
“‘All’? Like it’s settling? You getting all snobby now, like Webber?” Cal stood.
“No. Of course not. Come on, Cal.” I stood up too. “Sit down. I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“Yeah. Right.” Cal sat. He wouldn’t look at me. “Without people building s**t, your ass would be outside right now.”
“Cal…”
“Whatever. Speaking of school, didn’t you graduate a couple weeks ago?”
“We didn’t make a big deal out of it since I’m not done. I start toward my master’s right after Rio. I finished step one—like graduating from kindergarten. We got a pizza.”
“A pizza? I bet they got one and you got three. Man, I wi
