[ZACH]
In the next few weeks, the burden of it all just sat on me like a dark cloud that poisoned all other aspects of my life. The financial reports were not encouraging with the rising losses. It seemed that I was just perpetually engaged in warfare, and the fight got more difficult with each passing day.
By the time I made it back late that night, Julie was waiting for me. Her eyes were filled with worry as she stared at the book she was feigning to read. Letting the briefcase hit the floor by the door and loosening my tie, I could feel the knot of tension constricting my chest slowly giving way.
"Long day?" her voice was soft but searching as she asked me.
"Sort of, I guess," I grumbled, making a straight path to the kitchen. I reached for a drink, anything to stop the constant hum
