"Sir, is there something going on that I don't know about? You've been working since morning without even stopping for lunch."

Joseph peered down at me concerningly with his tablet pressed tightly against his chest and a coffee cup held out in his hand. He set the coffee down on my desk with a worried glance at the stacks of files on either side of me. 

I graciously accepted the cup and reassured, "It's nothing. I'm just trying to go home a bit earlier this week." 

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