Page 9 of Missing Pieces (Men of Manhattan 3)
"So, you graduated from college a few years ago and now you roam around the country with two shopping bags?"
He laughed.
"But seriously, what did you do in New York?"
"I'm a business reporter."
"Oh, so you're going back?"
He was silent for a moment. "No. I don't know. Maybe eventually, but not anytime soon."
Yup, definitely running from something. "What does a business reporter do?"
"It's like business journalism. I write a lot. Sometimes I give speeches. I've even been on TV a few times."
"Really? I didn't realize you were famous." He definitely had a face for TV. I'd watch him any day.
He laughed. "No, it's not as glamorous as it sounds. What did you study in school?"
"Management."
"That's a good major for your business. How did someone in their early twenties acquire a bar anyway?"
"It's actually my dad's. He named it after me." I turned to look out the window. Guilt had suddenly decided to creep up on me. What the hell was I doing? My father was dying. And I had just abandoned him. Again.
"That makes a little more sense. Did you major in management to help out then?"
"I majored in management because one day I was supposed to take it over."
"Was? Are you not anymore?"
"Honestly, I don't really know. Nothing in life is certain." I kept my head turned toward the window. Tears were started to pool in my eyes. I blinked hard. I wasn't going to cry in front of a stranger. Part of me wanted to tell him to turn around. If I really only had four months to spend with my dad, I didn't want to spend a week traveling to California. I bit my lip. But if I didn't try to save him, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. I'd be home soon. Hopefully with enough money for some experimental treatments.
"You can say that again."
I turned back to him. "Why'd you need a change from New York?"
"Why'd you hop in my car and
demand to be taken to California?"
Chapter 6
Tyler
Friday
She stared at me in silence for a second. "Touché. How long is it going to take to get there?"
"I have no idea."
"Can we start following a GPS?"
"I'd rather not."
"Why?"
"Because the voice is annoying and I don't exactly feel like being told what to do right now. Besides, I'm not in any rush."
