I’m not really sure why Chad Dufault met with me over Davanni’s. Sure we were friends, and still are very close. But to this day I don’t know if he wanted to talk about loyalty in his mortgage company, or have me vetted for Randy. We never really accomplished anything for Chad’s mortgage company that evening, so my guess is that it’s the latter. That’s the way Chad rolls–he usually puts others before himself.
My life was already hectic. A newborn, a stay-at-home mom, and a realization that the choices I make are no longer affect only me (that was never the case anyway, but I was made aware of that fact pretty quickly once Henry was born). I had enough on my plate, and was enjoying life.
“Sure, I’ll meet with him.”