“That sounds like an awfully high number.” I narrow my eyes, and she laughs. “I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true, though. You kept trying to convince me for years to take a break, and now look at me.” She stretches her arms out. “Oh, I’m looking at you—invading my office and barging in on my lunch, the one break I get throughout the day.” She shrugs. “I missed my sister.”
