“Thank you.” Harper smiles at him.

She makes her way back to her office and shuts the door. She plops down on the couch and closes her eyes. She takes several deep breaths before reopening them. When she does the first thing her eyes focus on is the pile of Shane’s clothing. She smiles and finds herself wondering what Shane is doing at that very moment. She leans forward and picks up the t-shirt nuzzling it against her face. She inhales deeply taking in Shane’s scent. Suddenly feeling foolish she puts it down and shakes her head feeling like a silly teenager. She gets up and tosses a towel from the coat rack on to the pile of clothes. Sitting back at her desk she picks up the phone.

“Hey Shannon, when you get a chance I have a few things that need to be thrown in the washing machine. Thanks.”

***

Harper sits focused on her computer screen working intently on the design for a poster. She doesn’t notice her friend Christine standing in her office doorway.

“You are going to go cross eyed.” Christine says taking a seat in front of the desk.

Harper doesn’t take her eyes off her work, “Didn’t anyone teach you how to knock?”

“Honey, when was the last time you slept?” Christine asks taking in her disheveled friend.

“It’s been a little while.” Harper is still focused on her work.

“What about food? Had any of that recently?” Christine knows how Harper gets when she is working.

“Yes, we had pizza a little while ago.”

“That’s good.” Christine sits and waits to see if Harper will stop. After three minutes of watching Harper move her mouse around Christine breaks. “So you ready for a break?”

“If you give me 15 minutes I can finish this.” Harper still doesn’t remove her eyes from the screen.

“If you aren’t downstairs in 15 I am going to come up here and turn off the power.” Christine gets up and leaves the office.

With 13 seconds to spare Harper makes her way downstairs. She finds Christine talking to Greg who is loading the screen press.

“Hey Boss Lady! Guess what?” He says with excitement.

“What?” Harper’s voice is tired.

“This is our last pass.” Greg says with a look of triumph.