My life was easy in comparison to most… up until the summer I have described in the previous volume of my tale. Easy isn’t even the right word for...it. Blessed is a better one. By the end of that summer I thought I knew true pain. The loss of Sasha. The loss of my child. The loss of my path. These losses brought me pain the likes of which I had never known existed, let alone felt. All that pain provided me with a new respect for fear. As with everyone, I had felt fear in the past. But this new. "Making you," I said, flipping him off, "just a bigger asshole." I heard the double doors of the showroom open. "Time to go to work. Tell Harp HIS joke was a hit. Prom night!" I yelled, walking away.What am I working with? I thought. Early forties dude. A bit too fat to be considered dad-bod. The Panama Jack Hawaiian shirt might as well have a guarantee to repel women sewn right into the label. A wedding ring? Really? This guy MUST have money.In the absence of a warm-bodied salesman, I was. More

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