“I’m sorry Jim, I’m just not free tonight,” said Cona, signing off on yet another report. She threw a wave at a coworker as she watched him head out of the lab. “I know, I know, they’re working me to death. But I need this internship. You understand, don’t you? I’ll make it up to you, I promi- Hello? Hello?”
Cona sighed as she heard a dial tone on her phone. It was the third weekend in a row that she had cancelled on John. She really was being work to the bone. She frowned at the pile of paperwork on her desk. It looked like it was gonna be another all-nighter.
The lab was quiet. Cona wa