CHAPTER THIRTY

WHEN I got to the office that morning, I found a letter by my desk. I immediately became nervous; I wasn't sure I could take any worse news without totally losing it. I dropped the letter at the bottom of my drawer and left it there, then picked it up during lunch but dropped it right back without opening it. I couldn't guess what message my boss wanted to pass across to me, but if it was in a letter, it wasn't something good.

When a staff meeting was called an hour before closing, I almost died from nerves. I knew I could still read the letter, but I'd rather hear the words out loud than read them, I didn't want them imprinted in my brain forever. I walked steadily to the conference room and joined the rest of the staff.