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"Ms. Bower, I think we should postpone our meeting." Mr. Grayson says looking up at the exhausted woman sitting in front of him. "We can discuss the shoe campaign when I come back from my daughter's house."
"But I thought you could only do this meeting today?" Angela asks. "Oh, well I will be okay. Thank you anyway. I just haven't been getting much sleep in about a week and a half."
"I honestly do not mind postponing our meeting until I return, Ms. Bower. I'm terribly sorry that you haven't been getting much sleep lately. I'll call you when I return from my daughter's in Atlanta, Georgia."
"But Mr. Gray--."
"I promise to call as soon as I return. I hope you feel better soon. Good-bye." Mr. Grayson says and shuts the door behind him.
Angela sighs deeply and slumps into her chair. After folding her arms on top of her desk and plopping her head down, Angela soon feels her body shake and hot tears roll down her cheeks and touch her arm. She couldn't take this much longer. Why couldn't her birthday already be over with? The past several weeks had just been horrifying to Angela and the nightmares didn't help. She knew she had to start putting on a happy face around the house and especially whenever she saw Tony and Julie together. Not to mention holding back tears that would surely threaten to fall down her face. Also the feeling of her heart breaking into a million pieces. But of course, this is just something that happens when you've fallen in love with someone.
Angela sits up and does her best to compose herself. She gets up, walks out of her office and heads to the restroom to splash water onto her face to wash away the redness and blotch marks. Moments later, Angela exits the restroom and heads back to her office to gather her things to leave.
"Excuse me? Are you Ms. Angela Bower?" A gentleman asks.
Angela turns around, "Yes, I am. How may I help you?" She asks moving toward the gentleman.
"I was told to deliver this to you ma'am." The man says holding up a large white box with a green ribbon tied around it. "And a woman in the parking lot stopped me and told me to give you the items in the bag."
"Oh. Well thank you sir." Angela takes the white box and denim cloth bag from the delivery boy.
"You're welcome, Miss." The gentleman says and leaves.
Angela looks down at the box as she slowly sits herself down on the floor. She unties the ribbon and lifts the lid of the large box. After unfolding the pastel pink tissue paper, Angela's eyes land on a beautiful sleeveless pale pink dress. Angela pulls out the dress to take a better look. The back of the dress was in a V-shape, but not real low and the skirt part of the dress had a net type thing over it.
"This is beautiful." She says aloud to herself.
Looking back into the box, Angela finds matching shoes and a little card. Lifting out the card she reads:
"Pick you up at seven o' clock. I can't wait to see how radiant you will look in this dress."
Angela is totally confused by the card. Could this gift be from Tony? Or someone else? As Angela places the items back into the box, she desperately hopes the gift is from Tony. After closing the box, Angela looks through the denim bag and finds her hairbrush, toothbrush and more. At the bottom of the bag, Angela finds a note:
Angela Dear,
I thought you would probably go out to dinner with your client after the meeting and want to freshen up first, so I sent along this bag to you. I'm about to get ready for my date.
Mother
Angela tosses the note back into the bag, stands up and with items in hand; walks back into her office to grab her briefcase before leaving the office.
