THREE
Rachel plopped down in the chair behind her desk, delighted to be in her office. It wasn’t a large office, but had enough size to accommodate several file cabinets, her desk and chair, and the guest chair positioned in front. Behind her was the mini fridge where she kept water bottles. All but one wall was glass, which gave her the advantage of seeing who was approaching, whether from the outside or within the building. She happily put on her condo manager cap and cast off her mother’s hat. Whatever the day brought; she was eager to greet every event.
LuAnn Riley was the first one to come through the door. Her blonde hair fell past her shoulders, just like one would expect of a country singer. LuAnn could have passed for Dolly Parton’s sister, since she had a similar face with a fi
