Do Me A Favor
I’ve known Michael a couple of years now – we were colleagues and shared an office. He was my informal mentor, guiding me through the office politics and best practice. Outside the office we’d become close too as he’d introduced me to his circle of friends, often spending Saturday afternoons as a group watching soccer, drinking beer and feasting on snacks. The wives and girlfriends were as much part of the weekend ritual as the guys. Michael’s wife, Helen, was unconventionally attractive –...