What is wrong with him?

The following day, while going to work, my mind is racing. I cannot stop thinking about what happened between Mr. Crawford and I. I think that was my most embarrassing moment with him so far. I hope he acts like nothing happened between us because it would be better for both of us.

I greet Nora in the lobby before I take the elevator up. I always greet Nora because her face usually indicates how my day is going to start. I don’t know how she knows, but if Mr. Crawford is angry with me, her face will tell me.

I arrive on my floor, drop my purse on my desk and walk to the lunchroom to make coffee for Mr. Crawford and Vivienne. It’s my usual morning routine every time I come to work. I finish making their coffees and walk to their offices to deliver them.

While walking to their offices, I can’t help but wonder how they’re always at work before me. I’m never late, but they both always arrive before me. I think it’s because they have cars and I take the bus to work. I can’t wait to be wo