She sat in front of me and to the right and it's not my fault I could read half of everything she was typing.
She'd been working really hard answering emails for about two hours
when she opened one.
"You do know it's Sunday and your anniversary weekend".
Sent 5 minutes ago.
There was another line I couldn't read.
She clicked to reply.
The cursor blinked in the empty field.
Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, and then
she packed up her things