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9:30 instead of just stumbling through the door at 9:00 or so. With that in mind, she finished reviewing the documents and started packing up for the evening. She locked her office door and walked down the hall and placed the documents in her partner’s in-box.
    Already feeling a sense of relief about starting her weekend, and this was a special one that she had been looking forward to for weeks, she began to walk happily toward the elevator. Just as she went to press the DOWN button, she heard a voice call her name. She turned around to find her paralegal, Jackie, standing in the hallway with a file in her hand.
    â€œHave a good evening, Mrs. Miller. I just wanted to make sure you remembered the Martinez case is first thing Monday morning.”
    Jordan’s shoulders dropped, “Oh, my goodness. I forgot Jayon asked me to work on that for him. What time are we due in court?” she asked.
    â€œAt 9:30 A.M.,” Jackie said in her sorry-to-be-the-one-to-break-it-to-you tone.
    â€œDamn,” Jordan blurted.
    She had spent all that time with that other case, when she could have been working on this one and been finished. The other case’s court date wasn’t until Tuesday; she had marked the deadline for Monday so she would be ahead of the game. So to remember there was actually something on Monday that she was behind on, and that now she had to stay to do, just ruined her whole happy mood.
    Jordan looked at her watch and realized she could afford to spend another hour or so at the office and still get home in time for Omar’s plans.
    â€œOK. Thanks so much. Are you staying late tonight?” Jordan said.
    â€œI will be here for about another half an hour,” Jackie replied.
    â€œOK, great. Is that the Martinez file in your hand?”
    â€œYes, it is,” Jackie said as she handed her the file.
    â€œThanks—can you pull the other miscellaneous file for the case from Jayon’s office and bring it to me.”
    â€œSure,” Jackie replied in her chipper tone.
    Jordan walked back down the hall to her office, unlocked the door, placed her briefcase and other belongings in the chair by the door, and plopped into her chair. She had already calculated that she would not stay past 8:00 P.M., regardless of what wasn’t completed. Normally she would have just taken it home, but she knew she would be celebrating all weekend and probably wouldn’t get to any work. Besides, all she had to do was type up an outline for their appearance on Monday. It wasn’t the trial, it was just some pretrial procedures. The case was important, so they wanted to be prepared, but Jordan had other priorities as well. She was fully aware that her extensive workload was keeping her away from her happy home, and she had been struggling to balance the two. Omar had dropped their son off at his mother’s, and Jordan really wanted the time alone with her husband; it wasn’t often they had that. So, determined to get her work done quickly, she started scrambling through the file, sorting what she needed to type up her outline and notes for the case.
    Next thing she knew, Jordan looked up at the clock; it was already 8:30. She had no idea the time had gone by so fast. She found herself deep into the case and must have gotten carried away. Once she realized the time, she immediately panicked. She had decided to bring it home with her and sneak some time away to tend to it, but she remembered her colleague Jayon would need the file.
    She picked up the phone to call Omar, and as she went to dial the number, she heard a voice.
    â€œHello.”
    â€œHello,” she replied.
    â€œHi, it’s me, Jayon.”
    â€œOh, I was just trying to dial out to make a phone call to Omar.”
    â€œOh, OK. I just got back into the office and wanted to see if you were still here. Do you want to go over some last-minute things on the Martinez case? We have court Monday morning.”
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