Sunday morning, I got to work at around eleven thirty. No one else was in the office except me and Mal. His door was open, so I put my bag down on my desk and went to lean against the doorjamb. Mal was completely engrossed in the files before him. It was cute. I coughed to make my presence known. He looked up and saw me grinning at him.
“Man, that must be some interesting stuff you got there.”
“Hey, Tobie. I’m sorry. Feeling better this morning?”
I came into his office and took a seat. “Yes, thanks. It’ll take more sleep to make me feel completely back to normal, but at least my head isn’t hammering at me anymore.”
“Good. Well, since you’re here already. Let’s do this.” He looked at his notes. “Okay, so, according to your evaluations, Tess might be the better choice. I like John for th
