Katie sat down by her desk, having no energy of doing anything at all. She couldn’t stop sneezing and soon the bin by her desk was filled with tissue.
People wouldn’t usually talk to her anyway and now that they knew she had a terrible cold, they made sure to keep a distance from her.
They found her pathetic that she had to come to work sick, that she wasn’t loved, at the same time, they were jealous that she was Mrs. Anderson after all.
Jodie called her around mid-noon and asked her to go for lunch together. Katie had been sleeping and she awakened with an even heavier head. “Sorry, Jodie. I don’t feel like eating today, but enjoy lunch.” Katie said weakly.
“What’s the matter, Katie? You sound like you have a cold.” Jodie asked anxiously.
“Ye...” Katie sneezed. “Ye
