BRIAN'S POV

Your drive to work Monday morning is consumed with thoughts of coming home that night until you get to work and have to deal with the fact that it is a Monday morning. By nine-thirty, you're immersed in phone calls and meetings. Your second cup of coffee cools to stone cold on your desk.  Your eleven-thirty client cancels, and you're looking forward to a little peace and quiet when your phone buzzes.  "What Cynthia?"

She waits a beat before she answers, "Justin is here."

"He is?"

"I am," he says from the doorway.