Maizee had worked out with Willie to work from home three days a week. He opened her office in the morning as if she were there, but she handled all the online support now, as well as any loans that came in digitally. Polly set up appointments for her when she was in the physical building, and she made sure her door was closed during the times when Lawrence arrived or left.
Once or twice, he left in the middle of the day while she was in her office, and she’d rush to the bathroom or stare at the computer screen intently as if she were solving the hardest puzzle on earth.
He’d never come in, and he’d only texted one time. She’d responded, hoping he’d continue, tell her about the kayaking and what he’d seen. But he’d fallen into silence again, and Maizee didn’t know how to break it.
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