“Yes, I’m impressed with your resume, Jackson. The board and I would like to meet with you for an interview.” He waited for a second while the person on the other end responded. “That’s great. Sure, next week would be fine. I know Marshdale is a bit of a drive, but we felt the candidates would have a better sense of the project if we conducted the interviews on site.” After another moment, Thomas said good-bye and hung up. He continued to scan the resume until he noticed Ryder standing in the doorway. “Hi, son. What’s up?” “I need to talk to you about something.” Ryder plopped himself into the spare chair across from his father. “Okay, shoot.” Thomas laid the papers on his desk and swiveled to face his son. “It’s about grad.” “What about grad?” “I don’t have an escort.” Thomas rubbed his chin.
