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Chapter Six

Author: Krista Lakes
last update Last Updated: 2022-05-15 03:28:18

I wore my favorite dark gray slacks and cream colored silk top for my first day back at my old job. Just because I was going back in time didn’t mean I had to dress like it. Besides, wearing something that made me feel professional and attractive would at least make the day start out better.

Gus greeted me warmly as I walked in the front door.

“Good morning, Aria,” he said, smiling at me.

“Good morning, Gus.”

“If you get hungry later, the missus made banana bread. I’m happy to share.”

I’d forgotten how good Mrs. Gus’s banana bread was. It was almost reason enough to come work here on its own. Today was already a better day than yesterday.

“That sounds great. Thank you.”

He just grinned and waved me on to the stairs so I could go up and start my work.

I stopped by Jaqui’s office and said hello. She showed me where I was working and gave me the password to the WiFi in the building.

“Here’s your work space,” Jaqui said, bringing me to a small office on the top floor. It was already warme
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