“Hey, what’s happening today? ” Paul asks.
“Forgot? Today is Coopers farewell! ” Someone replied.
“Oh yes! The workaholic retires. Won’t he tire at home? ”
“After a few days! ” Someone laughed.
All reach Coopers chamber with a bouquet, “Miss You” card, signed by the coworkers. Cooper was sleeping, his head resting on his desk.
“Mr. Cooper!” there was no reply.
“We will miss you Mr. Cooper!” still no reply.
Someone went up to shake him up. Cooper was stiff as a stone. Dead!