"Mr. Yin" Kevan recalled, fingers twitching at the memory of finding another useless fax as his former assistant had never failed to put them on his desk rather than the paper shredder where they belonged. It was a useless detail, a trivial thing that should have been long forgotten and so he didn't elaborate.
Moments such as these made him silently thankful for Dorna. There weren't many woman who would forgive and continue to love a man who remembered inane faxes but never the correct date of their wedding anniversary.
"A brief change of scenery may be nice." A small but necessary concession he'd make in stepping away from work. Recently he'd found himself settling into a routine and a routine was two steps away from a rut. "I imagine it's all the sun that makes the people far more interesting than they ought to be."