She’d always liked the Essex library, bigger, more modern than the Wardham location, but at that moment, it felt like hell. Karen shifted her hips in the wooden chair and wondered if it would be poor form to just leave. The human resources coordinator had all but said that...
Evie looked at Karen with suspicion. Her friend shrugged out of her winter coat, still coated with fat, fluffy flakes. “I come to classes from time to time.” “Only when you want to gossip.” “So sue me, I don’t have the grocery store mainline option anymore. Anyway, today I’m really here for Stell...