Chapter 6“Come on,” Paul muttered at the dual computer screens, with deep and personal affront at the turn his paper had taken. Today was not a good day.
Sure, it was a great day in Florida: sunshine, moderate temperatures, and the barest hint of humidity to dampen his back during his morning hobble. But for writing this damn paper? Not a good day at all.
He needed inspiration. Or an interruption. He’d take either. Salvation arrived with a jingle from the sleigh bells hanging on the door, a new addition in the ever-increasing amount of holiday decorations that filled the office.
“Hey,” Paul said when Kevin walked in. He closed the open tabs on the computer without a shred of guilt. “How’s your day going?”
Kevin dropped into one of the guest chairs with a sigh, the ultimate picture of e
