MILES:
The next morning, an idea struck me, but I wasn't confident to execute it. I needed to figure out how to go about it. I could accomplish it—it was my field of expertise, after all—I was a business person. My main problem was the guilt I felt thinking about my plan.
Meredith knocked timidly, waiting until I shouted for her to enter. She came in, carefully carrying a coffee, and set it on my desk. "This is a peace offering for the unproductive meeting yesterday."
"Do you think we are friends?" I asked.
"I don't understand."
"Miss Tate, do you think we are friends?"
"I thought you would appreciate a cup of coffee, and I needed to apologize for yesterday, since I was unable to meet you in your office last night as you requested. I fell asleep after I showered."
I glowered at her.
