Tim sits patiently waiting for
Randal. Sighing, he looks out the window. The grey skies cast long shadows in the company parking lot. The raindrops slowly gather into puddles. Randal enters the company café, shaking out his umbrella and taking off his rain coat. Gary follows Randal in shortly thereafter. Tim checks his watch—only two minutes late, which is not too bad for Randal.
“So Tim,” Gary says, sighing very heavily and looking at Tim, “Micky is putting even more pressure on us. Before you started, we promised to make changes to improve the Griffin project, but it is looking like ...
