I GOT FIRED FOR BUYING CANDY FOR A CRYING TEENAGER – A WEEK LATER, MY COWORKERS DID SOMETHING THAT LEFT THE ENTIRE CITY STUNNED

Then I started noticing the clock.
Not ten minutes. Not fifteen.

An hour. Sometimes more.
Every time I knocked on the door, Mark answered in the same calm voice.
“We’re almost done.” But when they came out, Sophie never seemed relaxed.
She looked exhausted.