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"Hello...Hello, Renee?" Renee hears Melaine's
voice on the other end, but she can't move her lips. "Renee, what is
it?" Melaine volume increases.
"Um...I'm sorr y Melaine. My
phone accidentally dialed you." Renee lies.
"Oh...okay...I see." Melaine says awkwardly.
"Look Renee, if you need something don't hesitate to contact me but do be
careful with your phone. Time is very precious to me." Melaine says
firmly.
"O f course! I'm sorry
Melaine!" Renee tells her, extremely remorseful. "Enjoy your
Sunday." Renee says, and hangs up the phone. I'm going to have to figure this out on
my own.
She establishes, and clears the entry way, one item at a
time.
On Monday mor ning, Renee clutches
her tote bag tightly into her body, and wearily tries to read the faces of each
person on the elevator, as she rides up to the 5th floor of the BYWINSTON
office building. From what she could tell, no one is looking at her strangely, or appears to be gossiping about her. She exits the elevator
somewhat relieved, lifts her head and struts toward her cubicle.
"Wainwright! Melaine wants to see you,
immediately." Renee hears Marina say as soon as she begins to turn the
corner to enter the " thick" of the
Designer's Pit. Of course she does . Renee thinks, sighs and spins around
to go in the direction of Melaine's office.
"You wanted to see me?" Renee says, as she gently
pushes the door into Renee's office.
"Have a seat Renee." Melaine says without looking up at her. Once Renee is seated,
Melaine looks up from her computer. "Enjoyed your weekend, I hope."
Melaine begins. "Did you enjoy the gifts you received yesterday?"
Melaine concludes. Renee's mouth gaps open.
"You know about them?" Renee tells Melaine in shock.
"Yes I do. Is that what you called me about
yesterday?" Melaine asks with a dry tone.
"Um, yes it is...um, I didn't want to interrupt
you." Renee informs her.
"You had...anyway it doesn't matter now. Did you enjoy
them?" M elaine interrogates.
"Um...I put them away." Renee says quickly.
"So, you didn't enjoy them." Melaine retorts.
"They made me feel uncomfortable." Renee admits.
"There it is! Didn't you learn anything from our talk
on Saturday morning? Why so cryptic?" Melaine
says with a bit of agitation in her voice. "You could have shared that
with me, if you wanted to Renee. I only know because Colin called me, after you
did."
"Did you give him my address?" Renee asks
pointedly.
"No, I did not! He has his way of finding out those
things on his own." Melaine educates Renee. "Look, if you want to
leave before the agreed two weeks, I fully understand." Renee allows
Melaine's words to wash over her for a few seconds. She looks up at, what appears to be her only friend at the moment.
"I just want to grow as a professional. How can I
return the gifts?" Renee says soberly.
"I can take care of that. Just let me know when is a
good time." Melaine says assertively.
"Thank you!" Renee repl ies.
Feeling relieved, Renee begins to briskly walk toward her
work area when she notices a tall sturdy frame, walking toward her, in her
peripheral vision. She immediately turns to see Colin Winston walking toward
her.
"Ms. Wainwright, a word please." C olin says authoritatively, and points toward the smaller
conference room next to Melaine's office. Renee is frightened but does not want
to cause a scene. She apprehensively obeys, and walks toward the room. Colin
notices that Renee is shaking.
"It wouldn 't be long. I
promise." He whispers. Marina witnesses the entire occurrence, and is
conflicted about informing Melaine. She senses that something unusual is
transpiring between them, but is not certain. Marina sits at her desk, and
pretends to be typing, w hile thinking about what she
should do.
"Renee...I am preparing to head out of the country,
but I have to know if you are okay. How are you?" Colin begins. "I'm
glad to see that you're here." He rambles on nervously. "Are you
okay?" He reiterates. Renee c an feel her
"Hello...Hello, Renee?" Renee hears Melaine's
voice on the other end, but she can't move her lips. "Renee, what is
it?" Melaine volume increases.
"Um...I'm sorr y Melaine. My
phone accidentally dialed you." Renee lies.
"Oh...okay...I see." Melaine says awkwardly.
"Look Renee, if you need something don't hesitate to contact me but do be
careful with your phone. Time is very precious to me." Melaine says
firmly.
"O f course! I'm sorry
Melaine!" Renee tells her, extremely remorseful. "Enjoy your
Sunday." Renee says, and hangs up the phone. I'm going to have to figure this out on
my own.
She establishes, and clears the entry way, one item at a
time.
On Monday mor ning, Renee clutches
her tote bag tightly into her body, and wearily tries to read the faces of each
person on the elevator, as she rides up to the 5th floor of the BYWINSTON
office building. From what she could tell, no one is looking at her strangely, or appears to be gossiping about her. She exits the elevator
somewhat relieved, lifts her head and struts toward her cubicle.
"Wainwright! Melaine wants to see you,
immediately." Renee hears Marina say as soon as she begins to turn the
corner to enter the " thick" of the
Designer's Pit. Of course she does . Renee thinks, sighs and spins around
to go in the direction of Melaine's office.
"You wanted to see me?" Renee says, as she gently
pushes the door into Renee's office.
"Have a seat Renee." Melaine says without looking up at her. Once Renee is seated,
Melaine looks up from her computer. "Enjoyed your weekend, I hope."
Melaine begins. "Did you enjoy the gifts you received yesterday?"
Melaine concludes. Renee's mouth gaps open.
"You know about them?" Renee tells Melaine in shock.
"Yes I do. Is that what you called me about
yesterday?" Melaine asks with a dry tone.
"Um, yes it is...um, I didn't want to interrupt
you." Renee informs her.
"You had...anyway it doesn't matter now. Did you enjoy
them?" M elaine interrogates.
"Um...I put them away." Renee says quickly.
"So, you didn't enjoy them." Melaine retorts.
"They made me feel uncomfortable." Renee admits.
"There it is! Didn't you learn anything from our talk
on Saturday morning? Why so cryptic?" Melaine
says with a bit of agitation in her voice. "You could have shared that
with me, if you wanted to Renee. I only know because Colin called me, after you
did."
"Did you give him my address?" Renee asks
pointedly.
"No, I did not! He has his way of finding out those
things on his own." Melaine educates Renee. "Look, if you want to
leave before the agreed two weeks, I fully understand." Renee allows
Melaine's words to wash over her for a few seconds. She looks up at, what appears to be her only friend at the moment.
"I just want to grow as a professional. How can I
return the gifts?" Renee says soberly.
"I can take care of that. Just let me know when is a
good time." Melaine says assertively.
"Thank you!" Renee repl ies.
Feeling relieved, Renee begins to briskly walk toward her
work area when she notices a tall sturdy frame, walking toward her, in her
peripheral vision. She immediately turns to see Colin Winston walking toward
her.
"Ms. Wainwright, a word please." C olin says authoritatively, and points toward the smaller
conference room next to Melaine's office. Renee is frightened but does not want
to cause a scene. She apprehensively obeys, and walks toward the room. Colin
notices that Renee is shaking.
"It wouldn 't be long. I
promise." He whispers. Marina witnesses the entire occurrence, and is
conflicted about informing Melaine. She senses that something unusual is
transpiring between them, but is not certain. Marina sits at her desk, and
pretends to be typing, w hile thinking about what she
should do.
"Renee...I am preparing to head out of the country,
but I have to know if you are okay. How are you?" Colin begins. "I'm
glad to see that you're here." He rambles on nervously. "Are you
okay?" He reiterates. Renee c an feel her
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