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2021-05-10 15:07:03I’m working late again and feeling guilty. It’s the nature of my job but I feel as if I’m neglecting Christine. I decide to call it a night and make a mental note to recruit another paralegal to help with the workload.
There’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow. I decide to surprise Christine but I need to know where she is. She also works late hours being a successful as she is. She might still be working too. I give her a call and she answers quickly.
“Hey, honey. Where are you?”
“I’m still in the office,” she says. “What about you?”
“Same. Another late night. Are you still going to be long?”
“Maybe another hour and a half at least.”
“Okay, I’ll see you at your place later?” I say.
“Sure. You’ve got a key. I’ll see you there.”
We end the call and I pack up immediately. I call my favorit
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