Conversation
swirled around Annabelle but she didn’t listen to a word. Her thoughts were overtaken by her
never-ending to-do-list.
Annabelle sat aimlessly
fidgeting in her seat. I don’t have time
to sit and listen to this idle chatter. I have an infinite list of things to
complete.
Suddenly, Annabelle felt a small
tingle in the base of her head. Looking
up, she realized the whole room peered at her with expectant looks of
curiosity.
“Huh, what?” Annabelle managed
to choke through her embarrassment.
“Oh, Annabelle, we were just
inquiring on how your latest project is going.
We are all so curious as to
what you have been up to since, well… Since you got displaced from your
job.” Annabelle’s audience waited with
pleasant smiles on their faces which didn’t hide the rude nature of their
question.
Disgust rose within
Annabelle. She desired nothing more than
to storm out of the room but she wouldn’t give her audience that satisfaction.
“I
have just been dabbling in a few things… Oh, and that reminds me, I must be
getting back to my work.” Annabelle quickly gathered her purse and
prepared to leave.
On
her way out, she heard the insincere, “It’s a tragedy to see you go…”
Fighting
the urge to barge back in, Annabelle managed to make her way to her car in order
to finally leave this hell she only visited for her mother’s sake. If not for her mother’s singular devotion to
keeping appearances up, Annabelle wouldn’t put herself through the misery of
spending even a second at this self-centered high society country club.
Sighting
to alleviate some of her overbearing frustration, Annabelle continued her drive
home to her impatiently awaiting to-do-list.
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