Yeah, I know it’s the second time this week. Yeah, yeah. I know. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you and Lyric. I promise.” I had as much disappointment in my voice as I heard in Mia’s on the phone. “You got that right, Boo. You will make it up too, so don’t work too hard. You’ll need all your strength. I’ll wait up for you,” Mia said in a naughty voice. “No, baby, as much as I’d love to see your beautiful, smiling face when I walk in the door, go to sleep. I don’t know what time I’ll make it in tonight.” “Okay, if you’re sure. Love you.” “Love you more. Talk to you later.” I slowly hung up the phone and put my head in my hands. I was working a double shift once again. Summertime was always a hectic time at my job, but I was also two men short. I had terminated one fellow who wasn’t working out, and another associate was taking a paternity leave because his wife had just had their first child. Tonight Mia and I had plans to go out to dinner.
