(Cole)
The next three weeks disappeared into ordinary life.
Ryan settled into his new role without missing a step. Lena kept every promise she'd made about working from home, even if she occasionally argued with Cora over the phone about projects she wasn't supposed to be worrying about. Before I knew it, the evening of the Atlanta Legal Excellence Awards had arrived.
I was in the study finishing one last email when Lena appeared in the doorway.
"You should probably start getting ready," she said.
I looked at the clock.
"I've still got time."
"You do," she said. "But I know you. If I leave you in here much longer you'll decide another file suddenly can't wait until tomorrow."
She wasn't wrong.
I saved the email, shut the laptop, and stood.
"Better?" I asked.
She smiled.
"Much."
