#Chapter6
Too close for comfort
Lucille
Grayson informed me that the big boss scheduled me to do inventory with him when I returned to work. Great. So much for that guy who spent the past week with me.
Although, he had lightened up with me on my tasks, which was better. At lunch, I sat down in the break room, joining the others.
/"How are you feeling, Lucille?/" Martha asked me.
/"I’m doing much better. Being sick sucks,/" I said.
They laughed.
/"Something is going around,/" Vic said.
/"Why?/"
/"Grayson was off sick too,/" he said.
He popped a chip into his mouth. I knew Grayson was lying.
/"A bug is going around./"
I shrugged as I ate my sandwich. Talk to Grayson about his fib.
I finished my lunch and got back to work. I still wasn’t a hundred percent, so I moved like a slug. I picked up an item to put on the shelf when someone helped me.