basis. Not on what she made. No, it didn’t make a bit of sense to get a car, but she didn’t know how much longer she could put up with this.

            The day was going by slowly, as Mondays usually did. Not many people cashed checks on Monday, so there wasn’t much work, but it wasn’t like she could wander around. She had to stay seated at her window, trapped behind glass like some zoo animal. She was proud of her nametag, though – Ms. Maria Rodriguez. Maybe someday it would say Mrs., she thought – and she’d be far away from here by then. At least she hoped so. Before she knew it, it was twelve thirty – time for lunch. She logged out of her computer, grabbed her coat, and stepped out. She made her daily trek t...

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