Vincent had been in the business for almost thirty years, and because he was professional, courteous, and was exceedingly good at his job, he’d made a lot of friends. He spent days on the phone practically non-stop, talking to whoever he could think of. I made him put it down to eat, to take Valentine on long walks with me, and when we went to bed, the phone was shut off. But other than that, I didn’t see him without that phone at his ear. And when the battery ran low, he plugged it in and kept using it. It wasn’t unusual for him to be sitting at the computer and sending rapid-fire emails while simultaneously talking.
If he hadn’t been literally glowing, I might have made him slow down.
But because he didn’t protest too much when I asked him to take breaks with me, and because he looked
