Twenty-four hours missing
William rubbed his eyes. He’d been staring at his computer screen for God knows how long. Everything blurred together and trying to concentrate proved futile. He slunk back in this chair, closed his eyes, and at some point, realized he must have fallen asleep.
He awoke to find Sondra standing on the opposite side of his desk with her hands on her hips. “What. The. f**k?” she demanded.
Pondering his next move, he sat upright and yawned. Noting her icy glare, he said nothing until she finally spoke again.
“Why in the f**k did you insist on putting me in the middle of your marital issues? I told you to talk to her and you had so many chances, William…”
“I don’t know what you want me to say.”
Sondra shook her head. “Do you realize what kind of position you put m
