North Carolina Boundary Lines Drawn on an Oak Desk

reaching for the folder to place it at the bottom of her stack.

I stood up, my knees slightly stiff from the long walk up the stairs. “Tell him I need the server logs by five o’clock on Friday.”

She did not promise anything, her fingers already back on her keyboard as the next line began to flash on her console.

By four o’clock, the heat of the afternoon continue reading …