Back in the Saddle Again
By Terry O’Reilly
This story is dedicated to Zeus,
the man whose love and support inspired it.
Matthew “Mack” MacIntyre stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window behind his large mahogany desk, staring out at the panorama of New York City. He held a cup of coffee in his hand. He absentmindedly took an occasional sip as he surveyed the scene, assessing his life. So much had changed in the last few months since his wife, Nancy, had passed away.
From his vantage point, he could see buildings, buildings, and more buildings stretching out as far as the eye could see. The only break from the steel and concrete was a tiny glimpse of Central Park just visible if he leaned against the glass and looked far to the west, the only green in a sea of gray and silver. He
