it and with the company. He might feel responsible for the people who worked there, but he didn’t belong there. He’d take a sick day or ten, go home alone—he’d better get used to being alone, anyway—and figure out where he stood on tonight’s events. Then he’d wait for his balls to drop, so he could face Becca and own up to every single thought and feeling he’d had since Friday. Correction—every single thought, feeling, and experience he’d had since then. He’d beg her for forgiveness, and he’d do the same with Colin until they both accepted his apologies. He had to fix things. Starting with his relationship with his mother. He cracked his knuckles, and rolled up his sleeves. This presentation would blow her mind.
To be continued and concluded in Threefold, Book 3 – Becca