The following Monday, I woke up earlier than usual so I could grab Logan’s favorite breakfast for him: black coffee and a ham and cheese croissant from the small bakery a few doors down from the office. I wasn’t sure how he was feeling about me today. I still hadn’t had a chance to explain my side of things and that had me worried. But a nice breakfast always puts me in a good mood, I was hoping it would do the same for him.
I unlocked his office door and placed the sandwich and coffee on his desk. I wrote “Happy Monday!” on a sticky note and stuck it to the top of the sandwich wrapper. I stood back and admired my handy work. How could anyone be anything but delighted to receive such a thing?
I went back to my desk to get an early start prepping for the day ahead. Another
