The Blue Stone
Terry tugged at her hair, desperate to get the knots out and get out the door. She was late again and this time she wouldn’t get away scot-free. Andrew had it in for her.
“I should have just slept with him. Then I could be late as hell and he wouldn’t mind’ she mused.
Pulling on her shoes she ran out the door, throwing a bag over her shoulder. Hauling ass she made it to work at 30 seconds to 8. Terry opened the door to Pets N More as quietly as she could and snuck behind the counter. Splashing water from the cooler onto her cheeks she tried to look as though she had been there forever, it worked. Andrew walked out of the stock room, clipboard clutched to his chest.
‘Oh Terry, I thought you were late.’
She shook her head, keeping her breathing in check and smiling.
‘We have new stock’ pointing behind him and then to the shelves, she knew what he wanted.…