Karl said as he turned onto the on-ramp, gunning the truck’s engine. Jacob was busy tapping out an e-mail on his phone. His boss never ceased to find reasons to travel, and as a result, e-mail was the only way he could reliably reach her most of the time. “Dude, you there?” Karl smacked Jacob’s arm. “What? Sorry, I have to get this sent out or there’s going to be a shitstorm on Monday. What’d you say?” “You know about Sierra don’t you?” “Well, she’s my best friend, so yeah I guess I would, right?” “Do you know what I’m talking about?” “Not really,” Jacob said, smiling, thumbs tapping the tiny screen. “But then I am kind of used to it. You’re smarter than me.” “Asshole.” “OK, what about her?” Jacob finished the e-mail, dropping his phone into a cup holder. “She’s into you.” Jacob groaned. “Not you too? Karl, you and I have been friends since what? Forever?” “Freshman year in college, genius. But it feels like forever sometimes.”
