My mini vacation does complete wonders for me. It feels good to have time for me. I can’t even remember the last time I allowed myself to breathe in an ounce of fresh air.
But sadly, the days off don’t last forever. On Friday, I walk back into the office just to get a few things done.
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Derek had asked me in a text the night before.
“It’s a half day, Derek. I have some calls to make, some things to grab from my office, the basics.”
“You can have as much time as you might need.”
“It’s just a few hours. I promise.”
His insistence is strong, but I understand he’s doing what he believes is best.
I know Ken has been fired at Max, and Derek said he’d leave my paperwork on my desk for when I come in. O
