I was chewing on at the same time I was knocking a number two pencil against a filing cabinet. I looked up at the fluorescent light in the supply cabinet and bit the side of my lip, and then I smiled. "Thanks." It was a soft-spoken sincere word, and I knew what she said had some merit.
"The babies are hungry and I am coming to get you for lunch. I need a cheeseburger or pizza; I don't care which. These babies do not agree on cravings, and my prenatal yoga class left me hungry. You need a lunch break, and babies need to eat."
I laughed out loud, which caused an older female coworker that was happening by to open the supply closet door quickly, perhaps thinking something else was going on in here. I waved innocently, and held up my cell phone and mouthed the words, 'personal call'. She closed the door and walked away.
By the time Marion made it to my office cubicle, I was feeling a whole lot better. As soon as she stood before me, I stood up and hugged her. When I pulled back, I smiled with a twinkle in my eye. "Let me log off." I turned to my computer and clicked a few keys, then I grabbed my purse, and we walked out of my work to a fresh summer's day, and I took a deep breath in. I felt so much better, now that I had decided to share my sorrow with my best friend. I needed to enjoy our lunch talking about the babies and new summer fashion. I wasn't going to let work woes or Mason crowd my brain with worry. Whatever happens will happen. I just needed a break from all of that for now.
Chapter Thirteen
It's too bad that when things start to look better, a black billowy cloud rushes in looking like a bull with horns and breathing steam. Just when I was ok with life going back to how it was before Steve, before Mason, and knowing that I had a lot to look forward to, with or without my sexy man, things got a little dicey.
Turning back into the parking lot at work, as I was cruising at a slow speed looking for an empty spot up close, I witnessed something I never thought I would ever witness. Or maybe I did, but I kind of forgot about HER!
There on the front walk of my work, right in front of the doors that opened into the office, and the entire row of cubicle offices that house my fellow employees, was Steve's wife. Standing next to her was Mason. Standing between her and our receptionist was our male security officer with the big belly. There seemed to be shouting between the two women, Steve's wife and the company receptionist. The security guard was breaking a sweat in the hot summer day, and Mason looked confused. Then as I watched Steve's wife pushed Mason with her hands to his chest, her mouth screaming something, that is when I did something really... stupid. I hit the gas instead of the breaks as I had been coasting through the parking lot watching all this, and I hit the president's brand new Silver Range Rover.
The sound of the smack of my tiny red two door used car against the Presidents Range Rover was loud. The dent in his car was minimal. Although I might get fired over ramming a brand-new car. Nobody with a new car wants to deal with this. Better to just fire the imp who did it. My red used-car lot special deal of a car had its front-end bashed up and a jacked up hood with steam coming out of the front of my car. I was pretty sure I wouldn't need to worry about repairing the leaky radiator that had just decided to start leaking on me this morning. I was going to need to replace the whole car and most likely without a job or a possible let's make up boyfriend. Mason obviously now knew the real story behind Steve, not the skirted view that I gave him.
Just as I was trying to focus on the look of Mason's face, I realized that something wet was oozing down my forehead, and my vision was fading out as if the unfocused button was being hit repeatedly, causing everything in front of me to get fuzzier by the second.
I heard voices. I was sure of it. One of