Chapter 6
Later that week I said goodbye to all my co-workers at the boutique. At lunchtime, the manager did something that was never done there before; she closed the boutique for an hour so we could all go to lunch at a cute café in the next block. I had a spinach salad with strawberries and almonds, my favorite there. There were tears and laughter and many, many wishes for good luck. Urgings to keep in touch and questions about where I was going were on everyone’s lips.
“I found a job that pays twice as much and has better benefits.”
Everyone had ooh’d and aah’d.
I realized how little this place meant to me. There were two younger girls, fresh out of college, and four older women. No one knew very much about me. I didn’t care to know anything about any of them.
Why had I worked the
