Today's OneWord: Overtime

"Dude," asked Sean, "how long have you been working overtime?"

"The past six weeks."

He nearly spat out his sour mouthful of beer. "Shit. Really?" He stared at her. "Does your boss know he needs to pay you?"

"He is paying me. I don't mind it, really. I like being out of the house."

She didn't expect Sean to understand. He had no idea what she had been through regarding her home dynamic, and she wasn't going to try to explain it to him now.

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