Chapter Four
Jill loved her job at Boeing. She loved spending hours typing data into spreadsheets, analyzing figures, performing all the administrative tasks that went along with her job. It was the type of job that gave her a lot of satisfaction. She loved the fact that her boss had seen what an asset she was to the team, because without her and what she brought to the table in business operations, the team leaders wouldn’t be half as effective. She’d been rewarded with more hours and pay, neither of which she’d shared with Samuel.
She shoved her key in the lock of Samuel’s one-bedroom condo. It was only five hundred square feet, and what little she’d moved in had made this small space cramped and overcrowded. Her clothes were crammed into the small closet with Samuel’s, piled on his dr
