55 - You'll See

Two hours later, I wandered back into Derek’s apartment, positively lost and spent. I was whipped, tortured and defeated … and I never even touched Holly. I felt like I’d run a marathon. 

I quickly found Derek and he looked at me with hopeful eyes but he also quickly took in my appearance. I had loosened my tie and been wringing my fingers through my hair so it was likely a mess. I left my suit jacket in the car and I had pulled my shirt out of my pants, needing to feel … less constricted. 

“Dude, are you okay, you look like shit,” he asked. 

I threw the file on the counter in front of him and just said, “she’s in, but do your own interviews from now on … I’m … taking the rest of the day off.”