I’m working late again and feeling guilty. It’s the nature of my job but I feel as if I’m neglecting Christine. I decide to call it a night and make a mental note to recruit another paralegal to help with the workload.

There’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow. I decide to surprise Christine but I need to know where she is. She also works late hours being as successful as she is. She might still be working too. I give her a call and she answers quickly.

“Hey, honey. Where are you?”

“I’m still in the office,” she says. “What about you?”

“Same. Another late night. Are you still...