But I was not going to ask Linda's permission here in public.But I was not going to ask Linda's permission here in public. I could go later. I stuffed my bra in my purse and walked out of the room. Linda had preceded me by just a minute. We work on the 23rd floor of a fifty story building. The cafeteria in on the tenth floor. The elevator was slow getting there and I kept glancing at my watch, nervous that I was going to be late. Three o'clock precisely, she had said. |