I’m sure it is.” Jasmine sat next to her, and patted her hand.“Marina, dear, are you sure? Please, tell me who has you all in a flutter?”“Well, you know how I got that factory job?”“Oh, I thought only women worked there, how on earth did you meet a man there?”Marina clapped her hands together in delight. She’d been holding out on Jasmine for just ages. She never got to surprise her.“Oh, only women work on the floor, but of course management is men, no, gentlemen.”Jasmine’s face fell.“Are you…I mean, did you, one of the managers?”Marina didn’t notice the ashen tone of Jasmine’s face, she was too caught up in the moment.“Oh Jasmine, he’s perfect! We’ve been having lunch together, once a week.”“Which day?”“Oh, Mondays.”“Why haven’t you told me about him?”“He said he’d get in terrible trouble for courting a floor girl, so until we’re ready, we can’t tell anyone. I wouldn’t want to him to lose his job, well then, how would he support us!”“Did he ask you to marry him?”“Well, no, not in so many words.
