Montana

It’s Wednesday of the next week, and I’ve a billion things to do. Carson’s already in the studio when I wake up. I forego a shower, grab a quick bite, then lock myself in the office. I reached out to Carson’s father last night, hoping to get some ideas on marketing our product. We’re set to meet in a videoconference on Monday.

I swallow my last bite of cherry toaster pastry as I enter the office. What a mess. I take in the piles of papers I’ve ...