77 - Leandra Sanders *
Charles was efficient. He released the announcement as early as eight o’clock. I liked the brief and concise statement he prepared and the simple photo of our wedding. My face can’t be seen clearly though. Oliver is playing it safe. I asked Oliver about the photos and he handed me the albums. “Do you think people will come in here to ask you?” I was curious. “I don’t think so. They wouldn’t be able to look at you the same way. They’ll be greeting you left and right starting today.” I smirked. Whenever we come to the office in the morning, every employee we meet greets Oliver. “How about your directors?” “The same? They would be too embarrassed to see you.” “How do we assimilate to the situation, then?” “We’ll have lunch at the cafeteria again.” I stared at him. “Wouldn’t people come
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