KENNEDY
I HESITANT if I should go or not. After my encounter with Mr. Beaufort, I'm not sure if I will be able to continue working with him. But I don't think I have the luxury to be picky. I should swallow my pride and act as if nothing happened. It wouldn't be that hard since nothing really happened. Maybe I shouldn't put meaning to his every action.
"You're going somewhere, Kenny?" my grandmother asked when I bumped into her after I went out of my room. "I thought today was your day off?"
"It is, granny. But there's changes in my work schedule."
"Is that what you talk about with Mr. Beaufort during lunch?" she inquired.
I force a smile on my face before I answer. "Yes, granny. We talked about work," I replied.
"You look pale. Is everything okay?" she worriedly asked. She tried to
