“Good morning, Eleanor,” Mr. Jason greets first before me. This is the first time since I started working for him that he has greeted me first.

“Morning, Mr. Jason”

“Did you like them?” He asks, referring to the flowers.

“Yes, I did” My whole house is filled with flowers that hold cards saying sorry from you. Of course, I like them. I can’t even believe you sent them and apologized.

“That’s good to hear. Come,” He says, gesturing for me to come to his side of his ...