Tyler walked into the employee lounge and changed his shirt. The clock read 2:15 P.M. In a little less than an hour, Jarod would get his award. Tyler’s boss understood when Tyler had asked him for the time off. And the fact the ceremony fell between the lunch and dinner rush worked out perfect. Mr. Caleb had even offered to give Tyler a lift to the ceremony, so he’d only have to take a cab back.
Dressed, Tyler walked to where his boss stood at the bar.
“Ready?” Mr. Caleb asked.
“Yes, sir.”
They said their quick good-byes to the other workers and got into the car.
“So is Jarod nervous?”
Tyler hated he couldn’t answer the question. Jarod had left the house before Tyler had woken up that morning. At first, Tyler had assumed Jarod had gone for a run, but after waiting two hours and Jarod
