In front of her apartment door, there was a small, exquisitely wrapped box. Michelle looked down at the package and then up and down the hallway of her apartment building. She was all alone. She held her bags closer to her body, so that she could unlock her front door and carefully shooed the box in with her foot. She left it by the door as she went to the kitchen to leave her groceries and then went into the living room to drop off the extra couple of hours' work she had brought home. Michelle always brought home work. She had a very demanding boss.
The box stayed on the floor while Michelle prepared supper. She had had another hard day and was grateful for the chili that had been slowly cooking in her Crockpot since this morning. She stared at the box while she sat in her comfy chair and ate. She thought that she knew what may be in the box, but it would be too wonderful to hope for. After all of the years of hard work, all of his careless, hurtful words, had he finally relented? Had her boss finally given her what she had longed for all of these hard years?
Michelle thought back to lunch two days ago with Berenice. Michelle had taken a couple of hours personal leave in order to spend time with her life-long friend.
"If only he knew what he did to me, I'm sure things would change." Michelle had spent the last hour chronicling her relationship with her boss, Jerry.
"Does he know how you feel?" Berenice took advantage of the hitch in Michelle's voice as Michelle turned her head to wipe a tear.
Michelle, overcome with the depth of her emotion, nodded, ever so slightly, while holding her hands to her mouth.
With a faint inhale, Michelle said, "He just laughed at me. He..." Her soft voice broke and she shook her head, repressing a slight sob.
"How about I have a little chat with him? After all, what are best friends for?"
Michelle smiled and nodded, happily, tears rolling down her dewy cheeks. Berenice was a wonderful friend.
Michelle was jolted out of her reverie when her phone rang. She smiled sweetly when she saw her friend's picture on her phone. "Hello, Berenice," she answered.
"Hello, Sunshine! Have you received any interesting packages today? I think that Jerry gave you something very precious."
"I have been looking at it all evening. I was going to do some work now before I opened it."
"Open it first. Call me back when you can. Ta!" Michelle heard the smile in Berenice's voice. She pressed the phone to her lips in an almost kiss and then walked across the room. She sat on the floor and opened the beautiful box. What was inside took her breath away.
There was a card underneath her gift. She picked it up, opened it and read Berenice's script.
With love, from Jerry. He wanted you to have this before his little trip.
Michelle picked up Jerry's ring finger with his ring still on it. He had finally made her dreams come true. The lying, grabby, sexist, bully of a boss was finally fucking dead.
Michelle was so happy.
The box stayed on the floor while Michelle prepared supper. She had had another hard day and was grateful for the chili that had been slowly cooking in her Crockpot since this morning. She stared at the box while she sat in her comfy chair and ate. She thought that she knew what may be in the box, but it would be too wonderful to hope for. After all of the years of hard work, all of his careless, hurtful words, had he finally relented? Had her boss finally given her what she had longed for all of these hard years?
Michelle thought back to lunch two days ago with Berenice. Michelle had taken a couple of hours personal leave in order to spend time with her life-long friend.
"If only he knew what he did to me, I'm sure things would change." Michelle had spent the last hour chronicling her relationship with her boss, Jerry.
"Does he know how you feel?" Berenice took advantage of the hitch in Michelle's voice as Michelle turned her head to wipe a tear.
Michelle, overcome with the depth of her emotion, nodded, ever so slightly, while holding her hands to her mouth.
With a faint inhale, Michelle said, "He just laughed at me. He..." Her soft voice broke and she shook her head, repressing a slight sob.
"How about I have a little chat with him? After all, what are best friends for?"
Michelle smiled and nodded, happily, tears rolling down her dewy cheeks. Berenice was a wonderful friend.
Michelle was jolted out of her reverie when her phone rang. She smiled sweetly when she saw her friend's picture on her phone. "Hello, Berenice," she answered.
"Hello, Sunshine! Have you received any interesting packages today? I think that Jerry gave you something very precious."
"I have been looking at it all evening. I was going to do some work now before I opened it."
"Open it first. Call me back when you can. Ta!" Michelle heard the smile in Berenice's voice. She pressed the phone to her lips in an almost kiss and then walked across the room. She sat on the floor and opened the beautiful box. What was inside took her breath away.
There was a card underneath her gift. She picked it up, opened it and read Berenice's script.
With love, from Jerry. He wanted you to have this before his little trip.
Michelle picked up Jerry's ring finger with his ring still on it. He had finally made her dreams come true. The lying, grabby, sexist, bully of a boss was finally fucking dead.
Michelle was so happy.
heidi
12/9/14
Response to writing group prompt.
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