CHAPTER 7
June 20th, Selene thought as she punched her timecard. Almost another month has gone by, and everything is going so well. I don't think I've ever been this happy.
“Morning, Selene,” Tony called from the break room. “Memos in the mailboxes.”
“Budget cuts again?” she guessed, joining him and pouring herself a cup of the station's miserable, flavorless coffee.
“Yep. No overtime this month.”
She sighed, sipped and frowned at the offending cup. “I'm going to have to take off early today then. I've questioned a lot of people this month.”
“Early release on a Friday,” Tony replied. “Lucky you… or is it?”
She shrugged. “It's nothing to get excited about. Brandon has clients all afternoon, so I guess it'll be talk show Friday for me.”
“How is old lover boy anyway?” Tony asked.
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