The man was always composed. There were even other meetings that she had been lucky to attend, with some of the rudest and snappish people she had ever met. She had been nervous for him, but he had faced everything head on. Now seeing him like this over something that was happening tomorrow, when she had informed him of meetings at the last minute.

So what had taken the cake?

“There is much to do” Reginald looked like he was sweating. “What are we going to do? W-we have to call the garden and see if they still have an open slot for tomorrow. We have to-we have to…oh God”...