Jim slumped at Sharon's desk, thoroughly exhausted. It wasn't even 9 a.m. yet. Why, after nearly 10 years together, was he just now discovering his partner's office was a disaster?
He grabbed another file from a large stack of papers including old magazines, financial statements, unopened bills, photographs and so on. Looking at what may be a divorce matter—or perhaps domestic violence—Jim couldn't tell which among the various documents had been filed in court, let alone what deadlines might be fast approaching.
