Traveling with Love

I spent last summer working in Boston, and I was excited to learn that one of my friends would be working in New York. I promised to visit her for a weekend.

My bus was scheduled to depart at 4 p.m. on Friday afternoon. As I left the office, my co-worker asked me to come to his desk to show me what he’d been working on. His request did not bother me, but I didn’t get back to my room to pick up my bags until 3:20.

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