Chapter 217: No Idea Why He's Worried

See? I don't know why Hudson worried. There's a security guard right here. It doesn't matter if he's in his seventies and his only deadly weapon is a can of mace he carries in his back pocket. Joe's still guarding the building. And doing a damn fine job if you ask me.

"Spent time out of town with family," he replies. "And you?"

I stop at the edge of his desk and pause for a moment. "I stayed here, but it was good."

He tips his head as the front door opens for another worker so I keep on walking. Not everyone in this office building received the full week off like my company gives us every year, but there is still a happiness with those here today. We appear lighter and excited for the future.

Or it's only me.

I didn't go home to see my family this holiday, and I saw someone get shot, but in a weird twist of fate you wouldn't believe even if you read it in a book, I had a good Christmas and New Year.