Not questioning why he had a spring in his step, Paul found himself whistling as he prepared for work the next morning. A cup of coffee and a slice of toast was breakfast. Thommo had eaten all the bacon and eggs the day before. He even had the cheek to complain at how few eggs Paul kept on hand.
Making a mental note to visit the supermarket on his way home, Paul picked up his car keys and headed out. It seemed odd to travel to work alone after having Trevor in the passenger seat chatting away, making funny remarks at whatever they passed or at something the DJ said on the radio. Paul unconsciously turned his car and made a detour to Trevor’s house. But on arrival he found Trevor had already left. Unaccountably deflated, Paul pointed his vehicle toward Leadstone and its town hall.
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