Epilogue
Four months later
“That way, no, left, my left!” Harry yells.
Ronan twists the desk he is carrying, following Harry’s instructions, and finally he and Alan get the new desk through the door.
“Just a little farther, boys,” Lisa says.
Alice dives out of the way as they stagger in, and then finally the desk is in place.
“My back,” Alan complains.
“Don’t be a wuss,” Ronan says.
“Yes, boss,” Alan groans.
“He’s coming,” Harry calls.
They all stand together, blocking the desk from view, and Dustin walks in.
“What’s going on?” Dustin asks right away.
“Ta-da,” Alice says as they part to reveal the desk.
“You got me a desk?” Dustin asks, coming over, and Ronan loops an arm around his waist. They have a “no PDA in the office” rule, but they get away with a small level of affecti
