Chapter Twenty-Four
Wade
“Good morning, Mr. Chandler,” Mrs. Marshall greeted.
“Good morning.” I walked to her desk and she handed me my messages. “Anything going on today I should know about?”
She stood and smoothed her hands down her pink sweater. “Your father’s waiting for you in your office.”
Chuckling, I shook my head. “The man retires and he’s here more now than when he ran the place.”
She giggled. “I think you’re right about that. It’s nice having him here though.” She pointed at the stack of messages in my hand. “You had several phone calls from people seeking your help. Oh, and the Cougars have their first home pregame in about three weeks. I wrote you a note. Thought you’d want to add it to your calendar.”
“Perfect. Thanks.” I could ask Brina to join me. With everything goi
