Chapter 297
- I screamed at my boss … my friend. I don’t know if I can face him again.
- But if I don’t, it will only get more awkward. I may get fired. I don’t think Jake would fire me, but still.
- He can’t work the espresso machine, and coffee is his lifeline. A small smile tugs the corner of my mouth as I picture him trying, and the inner calm of my regained self pushes me to sit up. I’m ashamed and embarrassed.