“Ok. So what have you actually been working on lately?”
The message blipped on Usha’s phone while she was typing away at work. Trying to track down some “miscellaneous” expenses in the garage. Too many.
“Why. Can’t I just show you next time I’m home?” She waited a few minutes before checking it. Virika. The good news was she never texted about anything important to anyone but herself. The bad news was she could go through the family’s – and Usha’s – monthly texts in a single day if allowed. At least Ma wasn’t going to read them. She was entirely put off by typing on a screen.
“Thats going to be weeks though”
“And I want to know how YOU would describe them”
“I am on the clock for another hour.” It was never for advice. Never about life in general. Her younger sister was trying to sniff up story material.
If the reward was implied, her sister would leave her alone for a bit. Find something else to do.
“Yet?”
“I’m due for a break.”
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