I walked over to my friend Bob’s house on Sunday evening, then knocked on the door.  Bob opened it and invited me in. “Hey, Gary, how’s it going?  Did you find a job yet?” Bob said. “No, not yet.  There’s not much around here,” I said. Bob and I had graduated from high school about a month ago.  It was July and hot as hell outside.  Since we turned eighteen, we’d been looking for work.  I don’t know why we were unable to...

Bob came to my house on Monday afternoon.  I invited him in, and we sat on the couch in the living room. “I called Tony this morning.  He said he wouldn’t be able to see you until tomorrow afternoon.  As I said, the club isn’t open on Sunday and Monday.  However, Tony said he was looking forward to meeting you,” Bob said. “Thanks for setting this up for me.  If I get a job at the Social Club, we can look for somewhere to...