What a day!
Liz walked down to the park, hoping that moving would help relieve some of the stress.
Freaking Mr. Nesbit must think she could work 20 hours a day! And Ms. Effin-Jones was no better.
Her cell rang so she sat in the first bench available, one looking at that ugly tower.
More good news. The repair bill would be more than two weeks take home. Great!
She sat back and took in her environment.
She felt as rooted to the city as that massive building. What she would give to be able to spread her sails and leave!
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