Abigail decided there was absolutely no way she was going to get any more work done in the state she was in. At least not in this office. So she gathered up the three files she had been given, and started heading for her room.
She had been walking for five minutes already, when she realized that she’d been heading in entirely the wrong direction. She’d been heading for the garden.
Though the weather today was better than it had been when she’d gone outside the last time in a state of emotion, she didn’t think it was best to take such sensitive information with her. So she headed to her room, deposited the files, and then headed out to the garden.
There was a light breeze, but nothing too damaging, and Abigail decided to walk on the other side of the grounds. Places she hadn’t yet been.