“Dad, Simon, this is Joseph, a coworker and good friend of mine. Simon, this is Joseph, and Mr. Paul is his father.
“Mr.? "Isn't he a Chief?" you might wonder. I inquired. Mr. Paul laughed as Linda looked down shyly.
“What makes you think I'm a chief?” Between laughs, he inquired.
“Sir, because of your beautiful ensemble.” I countered with a smile. This guy was starting to grow on me. He was clearly a joyful individual.
“How are you doing?” Simon spoke plainly and without a smile.
"I'm good, thank you," I said. "It's great to finally meet you, Simon," . Linda has provided a wealth of information about you."
"Has she?". He responded with sarcasm. He gave her a frightening expression, and she backed away from him. "She can be a little too talkative at times."
"They were nice things
