I took out my pocket watch. I thought I had another unassembled test in the back room. If Henry passed—and I thought he would with flying colors—I could get him squared away with all the official paperwork and hired to start working a few hours next weekend while I interviewed a couple of the other candidates.
I don’t know why I was pushing Henry through the hoops, except that I was eager to find out more about him and work with him. I got the feeling the hours he was in the store would pass more quickly than they did now. Just as they flew by when his dad roamed the aisles.
“Are you free this afternoon at two?” As I asked, Henry’s eyes lit up and he turned to his dad.
I could feel their excitement as it rolled off of them and hit me in the chest. I smiled as I absorbed their shared joy.