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”Alright.” Was all Alex could say.
A soft knock came from the office door.
”Come in.” Alex said in annoyance.
Piper opened the door. She looked over the two women, feeling the tension in the air. She looked at Tasha first, who was rising from her chair to leave.
”Sorry to interrupt-”
”Don’t worry, I was just leaving.” Tasha smiled, passing by Piper before disappearing down the stairs. Piper was left alone with her boss. She looked at the woman, the rush of every bit of excitement she’d felt the previous night came back. Alex’s fist was clenched as she rested her head in her hand, looking down at her desk. Piper couldn’t see her face through the mass of black waves draping down into her eyes.
”What’s up, Piper?” Alex asked, her voice sounding angry.
”Is everything…is everything okay?” She asked nervously.
”Yeah. It’s fine. What do you need?” Alex sighed and looked up, meeting eyes with Piper. They didn’t look how they had last night when they were dancing. They looked tired and slightly bloodshot. Piper didn’t like it.
”The uh, Henderson funeral is starting soon. I didn’t know what to do. Nicky told me to get you.” Piper said, looking down at the floor.
”Nicky’s here then? Great.” Alex rose from her chair and walked out the office door and towards the stairs, brushing past Piper. Piper couldn’t help but feel sad. She had feared coming to work this morning and interacting with her boss. She hadn’t told anyone about their kiss and had woken up a few times in the night, thinking about it. She feared Alex would shut her out, just as she was doing now.
Piper followed behind her boss, down the stairs, to the lobby where a large crowd of mourners stood. They were noticeably quieter than the last group Piper had helped. Alex rushed through the crowd, hoping to get to the prep room door without being noticed. She was stopped by an elderly woman.
”Oh, Alex!” The woman said happily. Alex stopped in her tracks, plastering on a fake smile and turning to face the woman. She was in a wheelchair with a young woman pushing her. Alex greeted the woman, holding her hand.
”You’re so grown now!” The woman exclaimed. ”Do you remember me? Your mother buried my husband and you buried my daughter!”
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Martha3128 says
This is an interesting story…. mixture of romance, trying to make a buisness survive, competitive nature of women, being engaged to someone with life goals which may not match your own, and being in a buisness that deals with the dark side of life. And sprinkle in some illegal drug usage and shady characters. I’m ready to read some more…