Half of me wants to storm right over to that table and ask Erica to back all the way off, but two things stop me.One, Miles is not my boyfriend. I have no claim on him at all, and certainly no reason to be mad.And two, Miles is attempting to win favor with one of the most influential groups in the
Casting my glance over the cubicle pit, I spot many qualified, considering faces. Kimberly, I can tell, is giving it serious consideration. She’s usually typing away, even during meetings, but right now she’s staring off into space like she’s thinking things through.Unfortunately, so is Amber.I tr
“Esther,” Kimberly says. Unlike Lila, she’s actually come out of her office. Standing in front of my cubicle wall, she reaches over it to hand me a paper. On it is an idea for an honest to God legitimate article and a few bullet points she wants covered. “Get me this assignment ASAP.”“Yes, ma’am,”
Miles seems frantic, his eyes darting around. When he spots the reception desk, he storms forward.Sitting in the waiting room, I call out to him, “Miles?”Immediately he stops, spots me, and rushes to my side instead. Standing over me, he scans me with his eyes as if searching for anything out of t
“Tomorrow you are changing your emergency contact info, alright? It doesn’t have to be me, though I will gladly accept. But it needs to be someone more worthy than your errant husband.”“Okay,” I say, agreeing in full.Miles helps me load into his sports car. On the way to his place, he drives caref
Miles makes me chicken noodle soup, then hands me the bowl with a warmer around it to keep me from burning my hands.“You want crackers?” he asks, halfway to the kitchen again.“No!” I call. “This is perfect.” Truly, it was. I still can’t get over how good it feels to be cared for like this. It almo
The entire room is still and silent.Thea, seemingly annoyed by our stunned reactions, snaps, “Did you hear me? I’m pregnant! Where’s my congratulations, Esther? Where’s the joy, Garnar? Don’t you want to be a dad again? Are our kids not good enough for you?”Garnar springs to life at once. He rushe
Rushing, though not speeding, I am somehow able to get the girls to school on time and myself to work one minute to nine. I still feel late. I like to be early, giving myself enough time to prepare for the day. It still bothers me about my phone. I have it password protected, how did my alarms get r