*Mr. Cary*

Sitting behind my desk, drowning in so much paperwork I had to go through, I felt weary. I didn’t attend to my work in two days and I had so much to cover as if I had been gone for a year. Since I got to the office, I had been sitting at my desk for hours. I needed to finish up at least half of my work before stepping out to have lunch.

A knock came at my door, diverting my attention from my laptop. “Who is it?” I asked, looking ...