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On Wednesday, a week fro called her

The contract he’d signed with the Parent Portal didn’t give hiht to dial that nu week Wasn’t in a real generous or patient frame of mind

He’d been short with his PA, with his receptionist and with his closest friend None of them deserved the treatment

He’d apologized to all of theift cards for dinner out to the other two

“Craig?” She sounded breathless when she picked up the phone

“I’d like a ith you, in person,” he said And then added, “At your convenience” He wasn’t a complete boor

He’d done a lot of thinking He’d had no choice, being forced by his own petulance, to spend the majority of time with only himself and Talley for company

That girl—she sure had a way of staring a guy dohen she thought he needed to fix things

“I’m free now,” she said “I’m still at the office You want to come here?”

“Is your sister there?” He’d like to meet her on his way out the door

“Yeah, but she has her own office”

“I’m on my way” Already in his car, he turned the wheel sharply, ed his ain

A for him at the back door of her suite in the plush, new, one-story complex

“You look tired,” he said, noting the darker skin around her eyes, the puffiness of her lids The rest of her, what he could see of her in the baggy shirt, was justgood to be near

“I ah week”