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  1. Cover
  2. Colophon
  3. ALSO BY OMAR TYREE
  4. Title Page
  5. Copyright
  6. Contents
  7. Introduction
  8. Part I
  9. One
  10. Two
  11. Three
  12. Part II
  13. Four
  14. Five
  15. Six
  16. Part III
  17. Seven
  18. Eight
  19. Nine
  20. Part IV
  21. Ten
  22. Eleven
  23. Twelve
  24. Part V
  25. Thirteen
  26. Fourteen
  27. Fifteen
  28. Part VI
  29. Sixteen
  30. Seventeen
  31. Eighteen
  32. Part VII
  33. Nineteen
  34. Twenty
  35. Twenty-one
  36. Closing Interview:
  37. About the Author

Catherine said, “A couple of college guys?” It didn’t sound professional enough.

“Yeah, I’ve seen some of their work online before, so I reached out to them with an email as soon as I got home, and they responded back to me to meet up with them tomorrow.”

There was an extended pause over the phone while Catherine considered it all. “All right, well, it pretty much sounds like you got your mind made up. So, good luck on it.”

“Thanks,” Ivan told her. “And what about your job interview? You think they’re gonna hire you?”

“We’ll see. But I hope they do, though. Because I can’t wait to see how you’re gonna try and pull off this party promotion thing.”

“Try? Sounds like you don’t believe I can do it.”

“Well, you’re not exactly Mr. Party Animal, Ivan. Or should I call you Mr. I.D. now?”

Ivan chuckled. He said, “I don’t have to be a party animal. All I need to do is put on the party. And I’ll find other people to do all that other stuff.”

“Can you even dance now, Ivan?” Catherine teased him.

“Yeah, I can still dance. I’m gon’ dance to this new money. Ching, ching, ching, ching-ching, ching, chinnggg,” he sang in his response.

Catherine chuckled over the phone. She said, “Well, I’m glad you have confidence about it, because you’re gonna need it.”

Ivan thought hard after that. How much confidence did he have?

“Yeah.” That’s all he could say. He had done enough talking already. He needed to start putting his plans into motion.

“All right, so, call me up and let me know how this job situation works out,” he told her.

“I will. And you let me know how things work out with you.”

When Ivan hung up, he was surprised at how well their conversation had gone, considering he had dodged her advances the night before. In the past, Catherine wouldn’t call him for a week if she was upset with him, let alone talk to him for an hour.

“I guess she’s growing up now,” he assumed to himself. Then he pondered his own maturity. “And so am I,” he mumbled with a nod.

He figured it was time to move away from the safe road that he had traveled on for so many years and start taking new chances. And he was excited about doing so.