A Certain Age by Tama Janowitz

Author:Tama Janowitz [Janowitz, Tama]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780385496117
Google: lQdHPgAACAAJ
Amazon: 0385496117
Publisher: Anchor
Published: 2000-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

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ors. It wasn't hers—but whom to return it to? She swept it up with the other junk.

"Oh, but you can stay until the end of the week." Marge was in the door. "In fact, I'd like you to stay until the end of the month. I wasn't expecting you to go today! I'd like to go over everything you've been working on—your files, the cataloging—before you go. I don't want to lose all the material for the October sale."

In that case, you should have waited to fire me, she thought. Or made that a contingency of my severance. She turned and smiled sweetly at Marge. "I'm afraid that won't be possible. A friend wants me to start working for him right away, and I'd like to have a few days off in between." Somehow this didn't come out as credibly as when she had spoken to Sonia.

Marge suddenly looked flabby and watery, as if her face were a slice of zucchini boiled a bit too long. "You won't stay until the end of the week?"

Florence shrugged. All these years Marge had never given her a single extra day off, deducting time spent at the dentist, hovering over her every second and in between regaling her with stories about various eligible bachelors who had been at parties the night before—parties that Florence could have attended had Marge not snatched the invitations (a dinner at the Met, which had been sent to both of them; a lecture followed by dinner at Asia House) without telling Florence until the day after. Or had wined and dined the interesting and important clients or dealers and not let Florence join them. Which was the least she should have been included in, considering what Quayle's paid her. There had been a cruise in the Bahamas—Marge was to lecture for free passage. She couldn't go, but could have suggested Florence. And on and on. The woman was fifty-four years old; by her age, shouldn't she have acquired some generosity of spirit?

"I'm afraid in that case I'd like to see everything you're taking home with you. It's simply part of our new security program."

"Of course. Take a look." As if after all these years she had been so stupid as to snitch jewelry and keep it stored in her office. Marge no doubt thought this would be humiliating, but what did

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