Michael Walked Out of His Office the Day Four-Year-Old Noah Called About a Broken Arm
“I’m running the freight transit numbers again tonight,” Michael said.
“I need your complete focus on this presentation,” Carla said.
“The executive board is flying in from Chicago.
Your promotion is riding on this.”
“I understand that.”
“No distractions this time, Michael.”
Carla’s pen stopped tapping.
“I know you’ve got custody arrangements to juggle,” Carla said.