Boone
Sometimes I visit other people’s office, because well, I can. But also, because I don’t really want too many people to come to my office. My office has way too many secrets, the less people visit the better. My mother and her three staff were busy looking at Theresa’s jewelry collection inventory when I arrived. They look up, and I smile.
The three women that were sitting with my mother stand up then bow respectfully. “As you were,” I say, still smiling. “How is everybody doing?”
They nod and answer my question respectfully and at the same time, efficiently. Staff have the ability to do that, I find that quite interesting. They know when to stop and things don’t usually get awkward. Slowly, they sit down again, back to working. I kiss my mother’s cheek and sit beside her. “Where a
