Amen

By the time Gladys returned with the doctor, Ariella had fallen into a fitful sleep. The doctor ran a test and fixed a drip then prescribed some drugs for her to take once she woke up. She was tired and having the flu so it was not something that should cause alarm.

“Put your boss on the phone, Jerome.” Gladys snapped in anger for the umpteenth time. She’s been trying to reach Kelvin since she placed a call to the doctor to come and treat Ariella, but Jerome kept picking the phone to tell her that Kelvin was in a meeting.

She was pacing in front of Ariella’s room, her hand was holding the phone tightly like she was going to break it in two because of how angry she was.

“Ma’am, Mr. Patrick is in a meeting now. He said he would call you back once he’s done.” Jerome’s voice sounded strained.

It was as if he was tired of explaining the same thing over and over again. It also sounded like he hated the position he was in right now. Both his boss and his mother were difficult to please and