BLAST APOLGY

"I'm sorry. I just thought that it was the best way to address my boss." I rant. I don't even know where I got the bravery to mumble that.

He looks away for a minute, still not letting go of my hand.

"I don't know who has a memory disorder between you and me, but I think I recollect ordering you to drop the sir. Am I right?" He questions, rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb, which I'm sure he doesn't know he is doing. I nod my head in response to his ...