Deadline.
“Your presentation is in ten minutes,” Sarah messaged.
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Blessing, half-asleep on her couch, jolted awake. Her laptop showed 3:47 p.m. She’d muted her alarms for “just five minutes” after lunch.
A file appeared before panic could set in: “Used your old slides, updated the figures. Added your purple theme. Logged into Zoom as you. Said you had audio issues. You have seven minutes now.”
This was why Sarah had her spare keys, passwords, and complete power of attorney.
24/30.



