The question of how much he had on his plate made him sit still on his chair.
"Well, being honest I’m just starting and this looks like it will be a long evening" he points the maps and the letters.
A small sigh escaped his lips. He placed both hands on his hips and tilted his head.
"Give me a stack, let me work on some too. You shouldn’t be stressed with all this paperwork."
"Nah, it wouldn't be nice of me to shove my work on you. I could take a break, however. Give me a few minutes to end this letter and I may have a cup of tea".
Even if he's just getting into work, this week has been busy for him.
What if he takes a day out?












