"Are you sure you want to cancel Mr. Connelly Melissa?" Sandy asked her. "He's due here in under an hour, he might be on his way already."

"I didn't ask you if we could discuss it Sandy, I just told you to do it. I'm paying you to work reception not to question my decisions."

Sandy stared into Melissa's bloodshot eyes disapprovingly and a wave of guilt went through her.

"I'm sorry Sandy, I didn't mean--"

"It's okay Dr. Price. You're right. I'll make the change."

I'll make it up to him. She thought as she ducked back into her office. It had only been half a glass of wine...