Day 4
263 Words
The phone shrilly rang like the person on the other end was angry with me! I awakened out of sleep with my heart pounding.
“Hello?”
“Aubrey, enough is enough! It’s time for you to come back to work,” Trish started without a single “good morning”, “hi”, or anything resembling a greeting.
“Huh?”
“Get your butt up. Take a shower. Comb your hair. Put on some clothes. Come to work. We have stuff to do.”
“Trish, I…”
“No, Aubrey. I do not want to hear it. Get up! I’ll see you here in two hours,” she said, promptly hanging up the phone.
“Well, I guess I’m going to work,” I said aloud.
The phone pinged.
Trish: Aubrey, we need you. You can’t continue to
wallow.
Me: I know, Trish.
Trish: Besides, you are probably bored.
Me: Truthfully, I’ve been crying too much to be bored. Trish: It won’t always be like this. It won’t always hurt like this. I promise.
Me: I hope you’re right, Trish. I really do.
Trish: Trust me. Now, come on to work. We have to prepare for new bids, and your expertise is needed.
Me: Expertise? Haha…
Trish: See you in a bit.
Me: Okay. I’ll be there in a couple of hours. Trish: That’s my girl!
Me: Yeahhhh…
I cried while showering. I cried while combing my hair. I cried while dressing. I finally stopped crying as I pulled into the garage at the office. Life goes on.
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