Calvin spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening catching up on business. The office could run itself, he and Tim had hired excellent and capable staff, but there were several things only he could attend to. One of them was the pending decision about whether to pursue the Jenkins account. Calvin read the email from Tim, who seemed to be edging away from the idea. Calvin wrinkled his brow and decided he better give Tim a call. Even though Calvin was an hour behind New York time, he knew Tim would still be at the office.
“Howdy, Cal!” his business partner said. Tim was the only one who could get away with using the short version of Calvin’s name.
“Just thought I’d check in. You, Felicity and Maggie are okay?”
“Yes, we’re all fine. And you? Ridden any broncos yet?”
“Uh, no.” Calvi
