# THOMPSON-HAYES: THE INSIDE OUT
## Chapter Twenty-Two — The Weekend
He asked on a Wednesday evening: "Let me pick somewhere this weekend."
She looked at him over her dinner plate. "Pick somewhere what?"
"Somewhere to go," he said. "Somewhere neither of us has been. Two days. No case, no company, no timeline."
She looked at him.
She thought about the weeks ahead — the Carrie timeline, the Ashby trial preparation, the charter expansion final approval at the June board meeting. She thought about the specific discipline of a person who has been in sustained motion and has not learned yet how to stop without the stopping feeling like failure.
"We haven't done that in a while," she said.
"We haven't done it at all," he said. "We've had Colorado, which was mine. We've had the coast, whic
