He finished the paperwork he had to have done and then grabbed his briefcase. He decided he’d work from home the rest of the day. Brandon stepped out of his office, closed the door, and gave a little wave to Mary to get her attention.
“Going to work from home,” he mouthed to her. She nodded her understanding, and he turned and walked out.
Brandon couldn’t face one more person, so he went out a back way to the employee lot so he wouldn’t get stopped. Yet even as he stepped out the side door, his cell phone rang.
“Grr.” He grimaced and answered. “Veronica, I know you mean well, sweetie, honest, but I can’t take any more. Not today.”
“Is it starting to sink into that thick skull of yours then?”
“I can’t.”
“You can’t what?” she prodded.
“I can’t contact Tim and say I was wrong.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Shh. Your yelling is giving me a headache. Because life isn’t rainbows and butterflies, and some things just don’t work out. Some relationships.”