I rolled my luggage into the kitchen, curious and hopeful that any of my friends would be here. A few heads from in the couch area turned and some of the interns waved a vague welcome. After working with them for months, I knew most of them somewhat but not to a degree that I’d consider them friends.
A head of dark curls came from behind the fridge and Ramona abandoned her ready meal to hug me. “You’re back!”
I reciprocated the gesture of affection happily. “I am and everything is still standing here.”
She chuckled. “Barely. Come, sit, you must be tired.”
“I am, it’s the middle of the night for me. I was just going to go to sleep.” I gestured over my shoulder to my room, feeling quite desperate for my own bed and pillow. There was nothing quite like it.
“At least have a cup of tea fir
