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.There was definitely intelligence at the bottom of those eyes, and his attractiveness smoldered just below the surface in the way he walked and carried himself—tall and proud.I forced my eyes away from John and got to work for a while.“I think I’m finished,” John said as he got up from the sofa.Thankful for something to do besides stare at John, I got up and met him at the table.“I fixed the problem with the program; that was easy,” John said.“But I wasn’t sure quite what you wanted with your specifications.On the right, you said you wanted each of the graphics lined up with the appropriate links.I wasn’t sure if you wanted them static or not, so I made them scroll.” He brought up the page, and the graphics scrolled along the side of the screen from top to bottom.“If you click on the graphic, they can link to the other pages if you create them.”I smiled and stole a glance at John.“I was expecting the easy method, and instead you gave me more.Very good.” I was more than a little impressed.He’d delivered something beyond what I had expected, and he’d done it in the same amount of time as Bryce.“I’ll be making my decision in the next week.”“Thank you,” John said, and we shook hands.Then he gathered his things, and I watched him leave.As soon as the door closed, I released a long sigh before walking into the kitchen.I grabbed a diet soda and chugged most of it as I ran over both viable candidates in my mind.After throwing the can in the recycling, I was about to return to work when the phone rang.I picked up the old house phone.“Hello,” I answered, sitting at my workstation.“Jerry, how did it go?” Peter asked excitedly.“I told you I could find qualified applicants, and I steered people your way I knew you could work with.”“How did you find these guys?” I asked, wondering how he’d been able to put together a group of reasonably qualified people so fast.Peter sighed softly, and I heard him shifting as the phone crackled slightly.“Every summer there’s a new graduating class, and at some point most of them don’t get jobs and come here looking for anything so they can work.I simply pointed some of the more qualified people your way.I could have hired any of those men here at the store, but they’d either leave eventually or end up at a dead end.So what did you think?” Peter was not going to be put off.“Two of them were fantastic, and I have to decide which of them I want to hire.They’re both qualified, and I think I could work with either of them.” I figured both Bryce and John would be a big help, and part of me had a particular preference, but I made it a point not to think with that head and make the right decisions for my business.“Take some time and think about it.Your gut will tell you what you need to do,” Peter said optimistically, and I rolled my eyes to the empty room.“I’ll do that,” I promised, and after talking briefly about nothing, we hung up and I went back to work.I’d lost the better part of a day, and deadlines were always looming, so I hunkered down and tried not to think about red-brown skin, long black hair, and deep eyes.Getting into the code, I managed pretty well, and it wasn’t until my stomach rumbled that I stopped and made some dinner.Leonard called while I was eating to ask if he could come pack up more of the tools, and I spent the evening helping himload them into the back of his truck.We made two trips that evening to his and Peter’s house.“Those are the boxes of antique tools, and that box is locked and I couldn’t find the key, but it feels empty,” Leonard explained as he showed me the things that he’d left, once we’d made the last trip.We moved all three wooden boxes into the attic, and I figured when I had a chance, I’d look for the key in among the myriad of keys Grandpa had kept.“This should make a nice office space,” Leonard said as we cleaned and swept out the old workshop.The entire space smelled of fresh wood, a scent I knew I would always associate with Grandpa.After taking out the trash, I turned off the light and closed the workshop door, feeling a bit like I’d just left part of my grandfather behind.“Are you okay, Jerry?” Leonard asked from behind me, and I nodded once, not ready to turn around because the emotions were too close to the surface.“You know it’s okay to feel bad about letting his things go.That’s normal, and so is moving on.” I felt long, lanky arms pull me in, and then I was being hugged within an inch of my life.“You know that Peter and I love you to pieces, and we’re here for anything you need.” I knew that, but didn’t answer, other than to return Leonard’s hug and enjoy the feeling of being in someone’s arms for a while.“It’s okay,”Leonard said, and I felt him rubbing my back lightly.I completely lost track of how long we stood there in the backyard, but eventually Leonard released me, and we walked quietly to his truck.After saying good-bye and watching him drive away, I walked back into the empty house.Exhausted, I turned on the television and quickly fell asleep on the sofa.When I woke a few hours later, I went upstairs, cleaned up, and then climbed under the covers.As tired as I was, I figured I’d sleep soundly, but for most of the night I kept seeing and wondering about a particular face with dark eyes framed in glistening black hair [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]