It’s Monday morning and my first day back at work after I landed myself in the hospital. Carter drove me to work even though I insisted on walking. I used to quite enjoy the fifteen minute walk to work every morning. I miss going to the gym but I can’t go back until my injuries have been cleared by a doctor.
Carter demanded that I do ‘light duties’ in the office until the doctor signs me off. I mean, how much heavy lifting would I need to do working in an office? He would not even let me lift files and paperwork.
After grabbing a coffee and setting up my new ‘work’ laptop, I got started on all of Carter’s paperwork that wasn’t completed last week. The pile I had to complete was so huge that I decided he was either a procrastinator or he was paying me back for having a week off.
I was bu
