How a Fourteen-Dollar Yellow Baby Blanket Brought Down a Regional Director
“Did he give you your main debit card back?” Sarah asked.
I looked down at my empty hands lying in my lap.
“He said he’d call Nancy at the bank today,” I said.
“Did he call her while you sat right there in the room?” Sarah asked.
I let out a small breath and didn’t answer.
“Call me the second he walks back in that front door,” Sarah said, and she hung up without another word.
I set the receiver back on its plastic base and walked slowly downstairs to the ground floor.