her eyes from the computer screen. She glanced at the clock. Yes! Thirty more minutes until lunch, it’s going to feel like three hours. It is going to be a long day she thought. She let out a sighed and looked around her miniature cubicle with its dull beige painted walls. God she felt like a caged rat in here. Oh, how she wished has some glamorous and exciting job, something that would make her life feel fulfilled, something that would make her family, friends and even strangers both impressed and envious when she revealed what she did for a living. A girl is allowed to dream.
But she had to be grateful that she landed this job, in one of the largest accounting firms in Detroit. She had worked her ass off to get here, working two jobs and putting herself through college. She was a twenty- six year old college graduate with a decent career. Guess I didn’t do too badly for myself. She kept that comforting thought as the clock stuck twelve. She jumped up, snatched up her purse and set off to get lunch. As she made her way down the hall she smiled and waved to a few of her co-workers. Caroline Ambersely, a short red head with animated blue eyes, a ready smile and an exuberant personality, stepped out from her cubicle stopping Mary Lou in her tracks. Oh no, here we go again , Mary Lou mentally rolled her eyes.
“Hey Mary, a few of us are going out for drinks later, and the activities are guaranteed to evolve into more than drinking” she gave a girly giggle and winked “are you in?”
Mary eyed Caroline wearily. She liked Caroline; she was always friendly to her and was pretty much her first friend at the firm when she started one year and five month ago. Caroline has made it her life’s mission to break Mary out of her shell ever since.
“Not tonight Caroline, sorry. Reign check”? Mary was certainly not the outgoing type. She knew she would feel extremely out of place with the rowdy group of co-workers that always turned Friday nights in to a party. She had heard plenty stories of their wild weekend celebrations, and she wanted no part of it.
“Come on Mary its Friday, you never accept my invitations” Caroline replied in exasperation. “Live a little honey, you look like you could use some enjoyment in your life” she said assessing Mary from head to toe with a small frown on her face, taking in her tortoise shell glasses, simple ponytail, make- up free face, frumpy grey suit and sensible black pumps.
“I- I already have plans for tonight.” I am such a damn liar.
“Sure you do” Caroline said, her tone dripping with sarcasm, hands on hips, ready to break Mary down.
“You know what; I really need to get going.” Mary quickly stepped around Caroline and darted through the door and hopped into a god-sent empty elevator before Caroline could comment any further. Narrow escape Mary mused.
Exiting the elevator, Made her way to her favourite deli located on the first floor of the building which she worked. .... Deli had the most delectable grilled chicken sandwich with melted cheese, topped off with fresh vegetables and fries seasoned to perfection. She placed her order then took her usual seat next to a front window so she could watch the people mixture of people go by. Detroit was such a big, beautiful city bustling with life. Mary couldn’t imagine residing anywhere else, she was a city girl though and through.
She continued to stare out the window. Look at those gorgeous women, and fine-looking men she thought to herself. They all look so happy and confident, unlike her. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the window. There is good reason why my confidence is near to the ground she mused. She studied her vague image in the window. She was no great beauty, with her black medium length, naturally curly hair, unremarkable dark brown eyes, round face and curvaceous body. Her two best assets according to everyone else were her flawless deep brown skin and