Still Waters Run Deep

The doldrums dragged on. Sarah huffed out her frustration in a loud sigh as the dust-encrusted ceiling fan revolved at a snail's pace, as lethargic as those slumping below it. Through the grimy office louvres she watched a young man spring from a taxi. This must be her new boss. Jack. Exuding energy. Bringing love, loyalty and heartache with him.