Chapter Thirty-Two
Madison Southworth scurried around the next morning as she prepared to leave for work. She was running late again. Madison grabbed the white starched pressed lab coat from the small closet and then proceeded towards the back door of her apartment. As she reached for the doorknob, she heard the telephone ring. There was no time for a chat on the phone. She only had about ten minutes before she was supposed to arrive at the pharmacy. She let the phone ring as she headed out the door to her car. Madison barreled out of the parking lot and screeched the tires as the car came to an abrupt stop at the stoplight. She continued on and managed to arrive at the drugstore five minutes late. Mr. Ringer was definitely one for punctuality. He shot her a dirty look when she came in th
