Ophelia

Ophelia stood on her back deck, Wearing her favorite comfy clothes

It was late and it had been a long day at the office. Every client had impossible demands and or complaints

Not to mention everyone needed her help but no one ever helped her

She was waiting, And wondering, If she was not nuts after all

All the attention... The odd things... All about one of her clients... Mr. Dragon.

What kind of last name was that anyway?

He had told her he would join her tonight on her back deck