Echoes of Tomorrow Season One: Episode Two (Echoes of Tomorrow: Season One Book 2) Read Online Free

kids alone while her husband was always out of town for work. He was sure the ability to do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted to do it played into her reasons for sticking around, but he still felt bad for her.
    "They couldn't give you another week, eh?" She kissed him on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder.
    Tyler didn't want to get into the conversation about work. In fact, he didn't want it to be on his mind a moment earlier than normal. But he couldn't just ignore his wife, so he forced an answer. "The job in Memphis is close to running over budget. They need someone who can keep a close eye on things."
    "I thought they sent Randy. Can't he handle it?"
    "They did," he said, taking a sip of his coffee. "I think he's about had enough. Someone told me he is trying to get fired."
    She shook her head in disbelief. "So they send in the one guy with kids at home who's supposed to be on vacation."
    "I'm not happy with it either." Not happy was as big of an understatement as it got. Today was supposed to be the first day of his vacation. Two full weeks away from the stress and bullshit of the job. He emailed the form to HR back in March as is required by company protocol. Two days later they'd sent back the approval.
    He'd gotten the email revoking the vacation before he fired up the grill on the fourth.
    Tyler was as thrilled with the notice as Carrie was, but he didn't show it. Instead, he'd spent what little time alone had applying for spots at other companies. While he didn't mind the hours, he wanted a job where he could stay closer to home. At least close enough to drive home from. The problem he faced was a lack of jobs in the area.
    Or any area for that matter.
    The housing bust and subsequent recession had thrown the construction industry into shambles. Those with decent, or less than desirable jobs, held onto them waiting for something better. That led to a chain reaction that lead to people holding onto jobs for fear of not finding another while someone in their dream position or company did the same. It was a vicious cycle that didn't show signs of stopping soon.
    "I'm looking for another job," Tyler said, wanting to break the unspoken tension that had formed.
    Carrie sighed. "You know, I can always find a job to help pay the bills. You don't have to carry this family on your shoulders all the time."
    "It's not that," Tyler said. He didn't think about supporting the family financially as carrying them on his shoulders. It was how he had been brought up. He spent his childhood living on a farm in Nebraska where Dad spent all day out on the farm tending whatever needed tending while his mother stayed at home to raise him, his three brothers, and both his sisters. Dad was out of the house well before daylight and rarely home before dark. The only time that changed was in the winter, where he'd stay out on the farm until seven or eight doing who knows what.
    When Tyler and his brothers were old enough to work, they'd spend the summers out in the field, baling hay, feeding the livestock, or helping the other workers make repairs. But while his father had expected the boys to be up and out early, he never kept them out late. He instilled the need for his boys to do hard work while still living their lives.
    As they got older, each of his brothers and ended up like their father. Jake, the oldest, took over the farm after Father died. He'd spent the most time out in the fields and had the best idea of how to run things. Andy and Price both ended up in the Marines, enlisting a year apart. Over the years they'd both won countless medals and honors for their bravery in combat in the Middle east, having fought in both Iraq wars. Tyler was no different. Instead of staying behind on the farm, or joining the military, he took his building and repair skills to construction.
    "Then what is it, Ty? I know you hate your job. I can see it in your face every time you come home." She placed her back against the armrest and