"Trey?" Art's voice cut into his reverie.
"What?" He gave himself a mental shake. "Oh, vacation. I don't know. I can't seem to work up the enthusiasm."
"Well, give it some thought, okay? We're just a little concerned for you." He paused. "You know we're all happy to take up the slack to give you whatever time you need."
He ground his teeth. "Worried I'll fall down on the job? Am I not pulling my weight?"
Art had the good grace to look a little embarrassed. "Not at all. You more than pull your share around here. Hell, just taking Bridger off everyone's hands ought to earn you a bonus. But-" He paused.
"But you're worried about my state of mind. Is it because Laura's making no secret of the fact that she's seeing someone while I'm not? Is that it?" He had deliberately not ventured out into places where he might run into her. Even after a year, seeing her with another man would be the pits.