Before the Bells Could Ring
We've got your promotion celebration all set up at the same restaurant where we had your welcome party.
"Come on, get in the car, everyone's waiting for you."
I smiled, got in, and chatted with Adrian as we drove.
The city looked just as it did when I left.
Even the restaurant had not changed a bit.
I glanced at a table in the lobby and a past uproar flashed through my mind, then a fuzzy memory.
My colleagues and I walked into the private room.
A waiter came by with drinks.
Then, a manager with a mask stopped at the door, not moving an inch.