Ah, well. Maybe not the best writing to start off the New Year but at least it’s writing? 🤷♂️ 🙄
Thanks as always to Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers.
All Work and Play
Trudy from reception made reservations for a work outing at Wine and Art. “It will be a team-building exercise,” she told Rick in her best cheerleader voice. Rah!
Underlying Trudy-thought: Lyle will be nice to me in a social setting.
Lyle wasn’t. He believed Trudy carried a stiletto near her stilettoes—ca-ray-zeee, he said.
“Trade places with me,” he said before snatching my sad painting from its easel.
Trudy didn’t need stilettoes; her wine-glazed eyes shot daggers. All aimed directly at me.
Me and Lyle? As if, I thought before winking at Taylor.