Continued from April 6, 2018
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Jeff sat in his office reading the letter over again. It didn’t make sense to him that it said he had volunteered for something. It occurred to him after several minutes of reading the letter that his phone had stopped ringing.
Jeff put the letter away in the bottom drawer of his desk and got to work. The rest of his day went by quickly. Filled with software support and the occasional office banter. He was grateful that his phone had stopped ringing and was looking forward to getting some much-needed rest when he got home.
“How’s the phone situation?” Greg asked, poking his head through his office door near the end of the day.
“Haven’t received a call since before ten.” Jeff replied.
“Good! I told you that today would get better.” He smiled. “What are your plans for the rest of the day?”
“I don’t have anything planned. Why? Are you thinking about going to happy hour again?”
“I mean, if I have company.” Greg said with a clever smile.
“I don’t know, man.”
“Cindy is coming out.” Greg said with a wink.
“That’s not fair, and you know it.” Jeff replied.
“Alright, I’ll see you at Arcadia at 6.” Greg said walking away without waiting for an answer.
“I shouldn’t have told him that I liked her.” Jeff muttered as he locked his computer and rose from the desk.
Jeff glanced at the drawer briefly before deciding to leave it. It wouldn’t matter if it stayed there. He left his office and walked out to the parking lot to find Cindy waiting by his car.
“Hey!” She yelled as soon as she saw him. “Greg said you’re coming out tonight.”
“Yeah, he talked me into it.”
“Good! Maybe we can play some games or something together.” She said.
“Y-Yeah.” He stammered, “That would be nice.”
“Alrighty then! I’ll see you there!” She said as she skipped to her car.