George had told him that no matter what, he would al-
ways be there as a mentor and resource for José. He
shared the love with all his team and he could tell they
felt it. The team was energized, the ideas were flowing,
and they had accomplished more in one day then they
had all month.
George’s only concern was that more people hadn’t
worked late with him. Tonight they would need to pull
another late night to get the presentation (the graphics,
the sound effects, and the overall flow) perfected, and he
would need more than two members of his team to work
late. He needed to ask Joy and Jack their advice about
what to do, and now he had missed this important oppor-
tunity. I’ll just wait for the next bus and use this time to
think of a solution, he thought, trying to stay positive
about the situation. He was becoming a believer and was
learning not to let little setbacks crush his spirit. Trust, he
kept saying to himself as he focused on his breathing the
way Joy had taught him last week.
When George arrived at his office he was surprised to
find a letter sitting on his chair. It had been written on
computer paper and when he opened it up he couldn’t
help but smile. It was from Joy. It said:
Now George, don’t think I wrote this and drove the bus
at the same time. I’m not that good. Janice wrote it
for me when we realized you weren’t going to be on the
bus today. Jack figured you probably stayed at work
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