As Kimberly was walking to the car, she looked at her watch. It was getting close to lunch. She called Bob on her cell.
“Hello?”
“Bob, it’s Kimberly. Are you busy?”
“Not really. What’s up?”
“I thought if you haven’t had lunch, we could meet.”
“So, Sam’s diner in fifteen minutes?”
“I’ll be there.”
She liked meeting Bob during the day for lunch or coffee. It broke up the day, and he was a good listener. They agreed not to talk about work unless one of them was having a problem, and it was helpful to bounce ideas off each other. She trusted his judgment.
When she got to the diner, Bob’s car was in the parking lot. Kimberly pulled into the space beside his car and parked. Walking into the restaurant, Kimberly saw him in a booth with his back to her. She walked over and slid in across f
