Monday, August 2, 2010

214. Paying the piper

Every week day for the past fifteen years, Annette had travelled into the city (town her mother called it), along with thousands of other commuters, to get to her job with the health insurance firm on the corner of York and Market Streets. She knew this was a broad generalisation, but as she waited for the lights to change and for it to be her turn to cross, she was in no mood for generosity that alone exactitude. It had come to be a routine with which she was comfortable as well as one that put the evening meal on the table. But she did not have to like it, especially now that an end was in sight.

That very thought put the wind up her. The Office Manager position just one block from where she lived with her mother was a godsend. But what would God demand in return?

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