Chapter 1
Flat Tire
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It was Monday and Mondays were never good for George. He stood in his driveway looking at his car and shaking his head. He wasn’t surprised, really. Misfortune had been following him for the past few years like a dark rain cloud hovering over his life, and today was no different. His tire was completely flat, and George’s face was about to burst. “Not today!” he shouted as he opened the trunk only to find a flat spare tire.
He heard his wife’s words in his head: “You should get that fixed, George. One day you’re going to have a flat and wish you had a spare tire.”
Why does she always have to be right? he wondered. George thought of his neighbor Dave and ran down the block to see if he had already left for work. Dave worked downtown, too, and George was hoping to catch a quick ride with him.
George had an important meeting with his team at work, and today he couldn’t afford to be late. Not today. Especially not today. George punched the air with his clenched fist when he saw that Dave’s car was gone. Of course, he thought. Why would he still be here? That would be too easy.
As sweat poured from his brow, he ran back home, then stood in his driveway and looked at his cell phone trying to think of someone at work he could call. Think, think think, think think.
Then it dawned on him. He couldn’t think of one person at work he could call who would come pick him up. ...

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