Chapter 16

Anxiety pinned Bryce in the driver's seat of his rental vehicle in the City Hall parking lot. He got there early in hopes to hobble in on his crutches before anyone else arrived. He planned to spend the whole day in his office, behind his desk, so that the employees who didn't already know about his leg wouldn't find out today. The last thing he needed or wanted was that old familiar pitying look he received from people when they found out about his leg. It was already going to be bad enough today because of his situation with his house, he didn't need to make matters any worse.

He flung open his door and made his way into the building without seeing anyone. Perfect.

He plopped into his chair and looked at his aching hands. They hurt badly enough to begin with, but to have to use them to crutch his way everywhere added insult to injury. Suck it up. It could have been a lot worse.