A week later, Sasha left the conference room with Janet, Agnes, Agatha, and Marilyn. They were all pressuring her to tell them what her life with Michael was like. All the pressure was because Michael had picked her up from work yesterday, and she had a constant smile on her face. They followed her to her office and crowded around her desk as Sasha sat down, smiling as she looked at their faces one by one.
—What do the girls want?
—Spill the tea, girl— urged Agatha, and the rest nodded.
—Honestly, life is good— she smiled while taking her phone, saw the time, and immediately stood up —girls, I'm sorry, we'll continue this conversation another time, I have to go now.
—Where to?— Janet asked.
—I heard Michael and Gary talking today. Michael is going to the rehabilitation center to see h
