The Serial Dieter by Rachel Cavanagh

Author:Rachel Cavanagh
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781913633219
Publisher: August Publishing UK
Published: 2020-06-07T04:00:00+00:00

With heartfelt thanks, I leave Leah at her office and return to my desk. It’s gone two o’clock already and I plan to leave at four so the next two hours are a blur. With Veronica’s emails and my own up to date, I don’t feel at all guilty, and remember what Billy said about flexible hours so sneak away at three forty-five. Owen’s not on the phone for a change so a chance to speak with him before leaving entirely.

“Hello, Miss,” he says as I approach his cube-like reception.

“Hello, Mister,” I reply and feel a little foolish but he doesn’t seem to notice.

“How’s your first week been?”

I glow and before I can say anything, he continues.

“That good. I’m pleased, really pleased.”

He has somewhat of a glow about him too if I’m not mistaken.

“And your week?” I feel that’s general enough to not be prying but I’m dying for him to mention Greta.

“It’s been grand, thank you, just grand.”

I’d not detected any hint of Irishism before now but the way he says it does have a certain twang, but it probably would even if I’d said it. I’m about to speak when the reception phone dashboard lights up with, I look over, four lines incoming.

“Never rains,” he says, mouths a ‘have a good weekend’ and takes the first call.

Without going round to the side of the cubicle, leaning over and attracting his attention while he’s speaking, there’s no point in saying or mouthing anything so I leave.

Phil’s staring at his screens as I get to the bottom of the stairs. I debate whether to interrupt him and decide it’s worth it. Had it been any other day, I wouldn’t have, but not being back until Monday and it being the first Friday, it’s the first time we should have been going out.

I tap on the door and wait. He doesn’t move. I tap a little louder. Again he doesn’t move. His cameras cover the stairs, right up to the top, so I’m sure he would have seen me. Third time proves to be unlucky and again, he doesn’t move. I’m about to turn when I see him jolt.

I smile as I realise he’d fallen asleep. Maybe he has more in common with Mike than I thought.

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