Steve was looking down at his watch when she walked in. He looked up, saw her, and smiled. He looked a little annoyed, but by her count, she was only about fifteen minutes late.

“Sorry,” she said, gasping for breath.

“It’s okay,” he said. “I was just getting worried that you’d overslept or something.”

“I was in the shower,” she said. “Thinking.”

He nodded and shrugged. “Good a place as any, I guess. Did you get to read the last bit ...