As I walked toward my cubicle, I heard the chatter around me become hushed. Great, so everyone knew what had happened yesterday. I didn’t make eye contact with anyone and kept moving until I reached my desk. Despite all the drama of the last week or so, I still had a job to do. At noon, I walked to the deli a block away and ordered a pastrami sandwich. As I waited for it to be prepared, I sent a smiley face text to Bransworth. He replied immediately with a devil emoticon. I chuckled and grabbed a bottle of water along with my food and chose a nearby table. As I took my second bite, Pete from Human Resources sat across from me, uninvited. I stared at him and waited for him to say his piece while I ate. “Stace, I heard about what happened yesterday, and I’m more sorry than I can say. We n
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