Debbie carefully packed her desk items into a box. She paused at the cup overflowing with bent paperclips, one deposited every day she worked in this dreadful office.
She wasn’t necessarily ready for retirement, but the company had pushed her toward a settlement. Out with the old, in with the new.
Good luck with that. There was more drama than work with her younger counterparts. They also had loose lips. Yes, Debbie had all the dirt. Affairs. Embezzlement. Stealing.
The secrets flowed through her fingertips as she typed her final email to her boss.
She was going out with a bang.
PHOTO PROMPT © Claire Sheldon
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