Chapter 8
He’d had to change his clothes after sleeping in them since they were now a wrinkled mess. And he’d had to rush his shower since he’d left his cellphone on the kitchen table and had almost missed his alarm. As it was he’d have to go out for lunch since he hadn’t had time to pack anything. So much for today not being any worse. With my luck there’ll be a new patch of last-minute construction or something. Or worse, snow!
There was no snow and the frost on his windshield was thin enough that the hot air from the vents and his wipers took care of it. There was no construction either, though the traffic didn’t cut him any slack.
He rushed into the office, just on time, and tried to smile at the coworkers he passed. He got his briefcase tucked under his desk and powered on his comp
