Chapter Fifteen
Emma got to work extra early Monday morning in order to avoid running into anyone who had been at the bar on Friday. She was sure the gossip would’ve already spread, but if she made herself scarce, she might be able to minimize it. She grabbed the mail from her box, waved to Mrs. Pitts, and hurried to her room.
She prepped for the day and enjoyed the momentary silence of the room as she sipped her coffee. Just before the bell rang, Barb poked her head in the door.
“How was your birthday?”
Emma’s stomach clenched. “Fine.”
Barb eyed her and came all the way into the room. “Do anything special?”
“Nope. Stayed at home and binge-watched shows on Netflix.”
“No hot date with Sean?”
Emma thumped her head against the top of her desk. “After what he did Friday? I’m afraid to
