Hither & Gone
On a rainy Friday morning, Hallie Wilson was hiding in the furthest corner of the company cafeteria with her hands wrapped around a steaming mug of coffee. Though she didn’t look it given her state of mind, she was an attractive girl with short-cut blonde hair that framed a fine-boned oval face and large wide-set eyes the color of August sky. Mom jeans and a purple hoodie hid her cute shape.
She stared out through the expanse of glass wall at the lush wet lawn and riotous color-splashed flowerbeds and wondered what in the hell was going on. Her love life had gone south. That alone was bad enough. Then last night after an arduous day in customer service and right before she picked up her purse to leave, her boss had e-mailed her, saying she wanted to meet with her in the ca
