After the Divorce
My eyes darted to the wall clock; did I just spend more than two hours thinking about Sophia?
“Uhhh…” I dragged out the words, unsure of what I wanted at this point. Well, I did know what it was, but that wasn’t on the menu.
“I think coffee will be fine, I will get it myself,” I said.
He frowned. “Is everything okay, boss?” he asked.
I nodded, tugging on my tie. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be?”
He fidgeted, his eyes on anything but me.
“Well, you have been smiling for more than an hour and the book, the file in your hand, is upside down.”
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