The next morning she headed to the
offices of IHRM. Within thirty seconds of her arrival she had typed a letter of
resignation and carried it to the director’s office.
The gray-haired woman looked up.
“Lauren, you’re not due for a week.”
A bout of coughing left Lauren
weak. “Resigning. A family emergency.”
"You sound beastly. Let me
ring a doctor.” The director reached for the phone.
“Can’t take the time. Have a
flight. Have to go home.”
The woman shook her head. “You’re
ill. How can you handle an emergency when you’re the one who needs care?”
“I’ll see a doctor as soon as I
reach hom
The director walked to the door
with Lauren. “I’ll hold your resignation. When the emergency ends, come back.”
“I can’t.” In the distance a clock
chimed twelve times and brought a fear she wouldn’t reach Heathrow in time for
the flight. She hoisted the duffel and waved down a taxi. They arrived at the
airport with time to spare. She collapsed in her seat in first class. As the
plane rose from the end of the runway, she fell into a fevered dream scrambling
her thoughts.
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