Later that day in the small lunch room adjacent to the mail room, Sula took a sip of herbal tea and comment to her good friend Rita, "If that asshole Barker "accidentlly rubs up against me one moe time Im gonna clock him!!!" "You too, huh," Rita replied with a shake of her head, "the big jerks got roving hands enough for ten men, Im thinking about going to Procter about it!!!" "A whole lotta good that would do," Sula retorted, "those two are best friends, what chance do you think youd have when it was only your word against his!?!" "Yeah," Rita replied between sips of tea, "youre probably right, I guess well just have to try to avoid him!!!" "Uh huh," Sula replied softly as if lost in thought, "well just have to avoid him!!!"
"Y-you stay away from me," Rita stammered, "Im gonna scream if you dont leave me alone!!!" "Whos gonna hear you in hear,... Læs hele novellen