**Hasty Conclusions**

Tara was busy at her desk battling with her drafts for the next meeting when her husband, John, walked in. His face looked unhappy and she gave him a lingering glance before returning to her work. She wondered what was on his 27-year old mind.

"So you still won't help with that confirmation?", he asked from behind her.

Oh not again, she thought.

"No John," she said aloud, sighing deeply. "It's not that I don't wanna help but it's just that I can't. My hands are tied. It would be going against the rules. Your friend needs to understand that."

"That doesn't make sense. You're one of the...