THE CRISP MORNING breeze blowing through her car window as Madison parked her car let in the delicious scent of freshly baked pastries. She would have to pick up some for her team on her way back to the office. She took a look at her phone, confirming the address one last time before crossing the street to the towering red-brick building that awaited her.
Walking in, she was met with a small group of people, mostly in shorts, t-shirts, and sneakers walking in the opposite direction. She couldn’t help but feel a bit overdressed in her pink chiffon blouse, black pants, and heels. Should she have worn something more casual as well? After all, she was on a mission to fit in as best as she could today.
It seemed she wouldn’t have to save the contemplation for another time when Randy walked up
