CAROL leaned back in her chair and rubbed her aching eyes. She looked at her watch, but it was only three. She needed to get more sleep tonight than she’d been getting lately, or else she was going to cease to function. When she opened her eyes, she jumped a little when she saw Mitch standing in her doorway.
“Seems congratulations are in order,” he said, holding up his phone to show her the news story about her engagement to Bobby.
“Wow,” Carol said, “that was pretty immediate. I guess this really is the age of information.”
“Seems like bad timing, don’t you think?” He stepped into her office and gently closed the door.
“Will the timing ever be good?”
“I can think of months that didn’t end up quite so busy,” he said with a wry grin. “But, I hope you don’t end up distracted with all th
