"Dianne, what's happening in Boss's pantry?" Sarah inquired, causing me to almost choke on my coffee. The couch bed in the pantry was ruined because of what Uncle did to me the other day.
Uncle had left, so Sarah and I decided to take a coffee break together.
"When I went yesterday to get the coffee beans, the couch bed was broken," she explained, making my face turn red. I couldn't think of an excuse if she asked me about it again.
"I'm not sure," I responded, taking a sip of my coffee. "I ran over, saw Uncle lying down, and the couch had collapsed. Maybe it's really broken." I quickly replied, relieved that I didn't stumble over my words.
"Oh, maybe Boss got up to some mischief again," Sarah whispered, edging closer to me. "You know, that happened more than a month ago. The sofa bed
