Meeting Marcy Jenkins
Monday I not only refrain from stopping by Becky’s office, but I go out of my way to ensure there are no embarrassing run ins as well... avoiding the cafeteria and the coffee room and utilizing the men’s room on a floor Becky is unlikely to visit.
Success. I avoid her condescending grin... evade another suggestion that I return to her home with my suitcase... that I reciprocate stepbrother Jackie’s kindness with oral gratification of my own... able to better align my thoughts, putting aside the mental stress of the Friday night, Saturday morning emotional roller coaster ride... focusing on work.
Tuesday comes. An 11:30 a.m. meeting with my impressive boss, Marcy Jenkins. She’s strict but fair... as stated, a no nonsense woman half a generation older, I would guess
