Biff pulled up in front of his brother's school, still freaked out. He needed to get Wesley, and get home. His Dad would be able to help...somehow, with what was going on.
There were a few other cars in the parking lot, and a few parents waiting to pick up their kids from after school activities. He got out, and started to hurry toward the school, hearing a conversation between two mothers as he did. "I just got passed over for a promotion again....they gave it to Kyle...I trained Kyle..."
"That's the glass ceiling. I have the same job as they do, but they treat me as if I'm some sort of secretary...They never ask any of the guys to get the coffee..." Her friend complained.
Biff turned his attention to the two of them. Please don't change...please don't change... he thought to himself.
