Fifteen
The next morning, I was in such a good mood, I didn’t notice the upheaval until I stepped into the clinic’s lobby. I stopped by the front desk where Hatty was curled around a vase with bright red flowers. Tamara paused her typing and looked up from the computer. “Morning.”
I looked around, trying to figure out what was off. “There’s weird energy in the clinic today.”
She beckoned me to lean in closer. “Duran got fired.”
“He did? What? When? Why?”
“Overnight.” She checked around to make sure nobody was listening. “I heard it’s because he was sleeping with Patricia.”
“Really? Wow. That’s…” I wasn’t sure how to finish that sentence so I just scratched Hatty’s soft head. The sphinx purred but otherwise didn’t move a muscle. Little lazy cat. I envied her ability to be so relaxed a
