I drug myself into work, exhausted from the night before. Six nights in a row of that nightmare, haunting my sleep. It was taking its toll on me. I shook my head and tried to focus on my computer screen, but staring at it was only succeeding in making me more tired. The coffee pot dinged, signaling it was done brewing. I walked over, filled a cup, and grabbed the rest of the items. I knocked on Mr. Dalton's door.
"Come in." Mr. Dalton looked up and smiled. "Good morning Miss Fontaine."
I smiled. "Good morning Mr. Dalton. Here is your coffee and doughnuts, as well and your morning messages. You have meetings at eleven and two today."
"Yes thank you. I would actually like you to attend the two o'clock meeting with Mr. Wayne."
"Oh uh sure. No problem."
I smiled and turned
