twenty-two years. My stomach turned. Tony had taught me how to weld when I was a kid. “Tell him to call me,” I said.
When Tony called, his voice was rough. “I don’t want charity.” “It’s not charity. It’s work.” I set him up with a contract role through Bennett. Laura didn’t question it. “If he’s good, bring him.” Tony was good. Within a month, two more continue reading …
