Rick

I knock on Dad's office door and enter.

Dad's leaning back with his eyes closed.

"Aren't you going to pretend you're not sleeping?" I ask, leaning against the closed door.

Dad opens one eye. "I could, but it's only the CEO."

I laugh.

"Fine, Dad."

He sits and turns to look at me. "What can I do for you, son?"

"Call Winnie and have her meet me at her place in," I pause, looking at my watch, "about forty-five minutes."

He looks ...