Usually that helped, and when I returned to the work, I was refreshed. Eventually, it got to be late, and I was getting frustrated that I hadn’t had a breakthrough yet.
I knew it was coming. I could feel it on the edge of my thoughts. There was something I was missing here. Something obvious.
But the more I tried to clutch onto the thought, the less I seemed to hold it at all. It was like trying to grip a pile of sand. I kept feeling it slip through my fingertips.
“Hey,” Julian said, after I let out a groan of frustration. “Why not take a break?”
“I’m so close to an answer,” I told him. “I know the cure is just right there.”
“Take a breather,” Julian said. “Come and sit here with me. Then you can get back to it. Five minutes, that’s all I’m asking.”
I couldn’t deny him five minutes,
