Lunch with Zelia ends up being the highlight of the day, the blueberry pancakes I had brightening up my spirit long enough to push through my mound of work. The night is silent as Allie and I sit in the office, the rain long gone as I click on another email from the board. Another reminder about another meeting. Another bulletin about numbers. The urge to scream bubbles up inside me and I lean back in my chair with a sigh. Didn’t these guys have anything better to do than argue over ...