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sapphires.
His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem...
For some unknown reason, it was Tim’s face that Jane imagined.
CHAPTER 9
When Martier got to work, early as usual, her mood had improved from the day before. Jen came in a few moments later. And as usual, Jane admired her pretty outfit. Today it was a pencil skirt and a matching jacket with three quarter sleeves. Maybe she would ask if she would help her shop for suitable clothes. She was wearing a green tweed skirt that reached just above her knees and another white blouse, this time with a fake lace front sewn in to look like she was wearing a pretty undergarment.
“Good morning.” Jane said.
Jen didn’t speak. She put away her things and walked to the coffee pot and poured herself coffee, watering it down and then nuking it. Jane glanced at her. Even if Jen hadn’t heard her she still would have spoken by now. Jane turned back to the computer, lightly biting her lip. Was she angry at her because of what those women had said? But she hadn’t done anything wrong.
Tim arrived as Jen was unlocking the file cabinets. “Good morning ladies.”
Jane looked up and paused before responding. Tim had gotten a haircut and it looked really good. His face didn’t seem as angry either. “Good morning.” She said. Jen popped up from her seat.
“Good morning. I’ll get your coffee, Tim. And I have your closing argument. I’ll bring them right in.”
Jane sat there momentarily wondering when Jen had printed the document that she had completed Friday. And had she intentionally meant it to sound as if she had done the work on it? Maybe it didn’t matter. After all, the important thing is that Tim got what he needed, no matter who actually did the work. She sighed to herself and when Jen returned the woman still didn’t bother to look at her.
Tuesday was a repeat of the same thing except Jen had beat her in to work. That was a big feat since Jane arrived half an hour early. Just like the day before Jen didn’t say good morning or speak to her. And the coffee had already been brewed. Tim wouldn’t be happy about that, but when she poured herself a cup Jane saw that it was strong the way she and Tim took it.
Since Jen had taken the seat in front of the computer, Jane decided to scan in documents so that Tim could access them by computer when needed. Jane had decided that she would not allow Jen’s unwillingness to be friends stop her from enjoying her new job. She had brought her bible as well as the Maya Angelou book and intended to read out loud in the pavilion when she had a break. The two worked in silence and when Tim arrived Jen jumped up and broke her neck to get his cup of coffee even though Jane had no intentions of getting up.
“Jen, I need to use the computer. I need to make sure these were scanned in properly,” Jane asked a bit later.
“Okay.”
But an hour later she was still on the computer as if she hadn’t heard Jane say she needed to check for the scanned items and considering that Jane did the majority of the typing she really needed to work on it before they got behind. She also needed to check her passwords to make sure that she had access to the accounts she needed.
The phone rang, it was Tim’s line. Jen answered it quickly. “Yes Tim? Yes it’s all been scanned in; I’ll email it to you.” When she hung up Jane looked at her.
“Were you just talking about the documents I scanned?”
Jen gave her a blank look. “Yeah? Why? Oh I’m sorry I checked already and they scanned in good.”
Jane took a deep breath. “Jen…maybe we should talk about what happened last week.”
Jen turned to her. “What
His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem...
For some unknown reason, it was Tim’s face that Jane imagined.
CHAPTER 9
When Martier got to work, early as usual, her mood had improved from the day before. Jen came in a few moments later. And as usual, Jane admired her pretty outfit. Today it was a pencil skirt and a matching jacket with three quarter sleeves. Maybe she would ask if she would help her shop for suitable clothes. She was wearing a green tweed skirt that reached just above her knees and another white blouse, this time with a fake lace front sewn in to look like she was wearing a pretty undergarment.
“Good morning.” Jane said.
Jen didn’t speak. She put away her things and walked to the coffee pot and poured herself coffee, watering it down and then nuking it. Jane glanced at her. Even if Jen hadn’t heard her she still would have spoken by now. Jane turned back to the computer, lightly biting her lip. Was she angry at her because of what those women had said? But she hadn’t done anything wrong.
Tim arrived as Jen was unlocking the file cabinets. “Good morning ladies.”
Jane looked up and paused before responding. Tim had gotten a haircut and it looked really good. His face didn’t seem as angry either. “Good morning.” She said. Jen popped up from her seat.
“Good morning. I’ll get your coffee, Tim. And I have your closing argument. I’ll bring them right in.”
Jane sat there momentarily wondering when Jen had printed the document that she had completed Friday. And had she intentionally meant it to sound as if she had done the work on it? Maybe it didn’t matter. After all, the important thing is that Tim got what he needed, no matter who actually did the work. She sighed to herself and when Jen returned the woman still didn’t bother to look at her.
Tuesday was a repeat of the same thing except Jen had beat her in to work. That was a big feat since Jane arrived half an hour early. Just like the day before Jen didn’t say good morning or speak to her. And the coffee had already been brewed. Tim wouldn’t be happy about that, but when she poured herself a cup Jane saw that it was strong the way she and Tim took it.
Since Jen had taken the seat in front of the computer, Jane decided to scan in documents so that Tim could access them by computer when needed. Jane had decided that she would not allow Jen’s unwillingness to be friends stop her from enjoying her new job. She had brought her bible as well as the Maya Angelou book and intended to read out loud in the pavilion when she had a break. The two worked in silence and when Tim arrived Jen jumped up and broke her neck to get his cup of coffee even though Jane had no intentions of getting up.
“Jen, I need to use the computer. I need to make sure these were scanned in properly,” Jane asked a bit later.
“Okay.”
But an hour later she was still on the computer as if she hadn’t heard Jane say she needed to check for the scanned items and considering that Jane did the majority of the typing she really needed to work on it before they got behind. She also needed to check her passwords to make sure that she had access to the accounts she needed.
The phone rang, it was Tim’s line. Jen answered it quickly. “Yes Tim? Yes it’s all been scanned in; I’ll email it to you.” When she hung up Jane looked at her.
“Were you just talking about the documents I scanned?”
Jen gave her a blank look. “Yeah? Why? Oh I’m sorry I checked already and they scanned in good.”
Jane took a deep breath. “Jen…maybe we should talk about what happened last week.”
Jen turned to her. “What
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