The hum of the office was reassuring in a weird sort of way. Keyboards clattering away, muffled conversations, an occasional ringing of a phone, it all sounded normal. Predictable. Safe.
Or at least, so I tried to keep repeating.
I settled in at my office, powering on my computer. The screen flickered on, and I quickly waded through email, getting current on work I’d missed when I’d been on leave. Mostly it was just routine-stuff, status reports, project reports, a few scheduling tweaks.
Then there is a letter from Nathaniel.
Subject: Let's Talk
I swallowed, opening it by clicking.
Peace,
I know you indicated you were fine, but if you want a little more time, just let us know. We can extend your leave.
No pressure, just monitoring your progress.
Nathaniel.
I sighed, massaging my
