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Eileen Ryan faced her grandmother to fight the battle, knowing she would lose in the end. Her grandmother remained undefeated. If she wanted something, Margaret Mary Ryan, Maggie to her friends, usually found a way to get it. But Eileen was determined to fight back.
-Grandma, I'm not a secretary anymore.
Sunlight danced in the small living room. The tiny beach house Maggie Ryan had called home for more than 40 years was filled with memories, but always very tidy. Grandma sat in the sun, her gray hair perfectly combed, wearing a peach dress, stockings, and comfortable black shoes. Her wrinkled face broke into a patient smile, and she rested her hands on the arms of her favorite chair. She had a regal air; that was one of the reasons no one could win an argument with her.
"Yeah, but it's like riding a bike," Grandma countered. "You never forget."
"You can, if you try hard enough," Eileen replied stubbornly. She'd done her best to forget it. It had been three years since she'd last worked in an office, and she didn't miss it.
She'd always hated office work. First, there was the feeling of being trapped behind a desk and having to put up with a boss who spied on her every move from behind. For Eileen, the worst part about being a secretary was outsmarting her boss and having to put up with him treating her like an idiot. She suppressed a pang of pain. Her last boss, Joshua Payton, had said he loved her, needed her; that only lasted until, after a lightning-fast promotion, he felt so important that he sent her back to the temporary secretary agency.
She wasn't about to be used and discarded again. She'd managed to escape, and she wasn't coming back, even temporarily.
-Nonsense.
"Nonsense?" Eileen repeated, laughing. -It's not like I'm asking you to jump into the deep end.
-It looks very similar.
"I'm just asking you to help Rick for two weeks. His secretary's on maternity leave, and..."
"No way, Grandma," he shook his head and took a step back. Going back to an office would be a step backward, a visit to a past he'd rather forget.
Maggie didn't even blink. She just stared at Eileen with her emerald-green eyes and waited. And kept waiting. Eileen trimmed the sails; she'd never been able to resist that trick of silence.
-Come on, Grandma. It's my vacation.
-Your vacation is canceled.
It was true. She and Tina, her best friend, had planned to spend two weeks in Mexico. But Tina had suddenly disappeared with her longtime boyfriend, leaving an apologetic phone message. Eileen found herself with her passport in her hand and no desire to go to a fantastic beach on her own.
She felt frustrated because she'd spent so much time organizing everything to keep her flower shop running in her absence. She'd trained and given every instruction to her staff to allow herself two well-deserved weeks of vacation. October was the best time for her. It was a slow time for flower shops; later on, she wouldn't have a moment off until after Valentine's Day.
-Grandma, I'm not a secretary anymore.
Sunlight danced in the small living room. The tiny beach house Maggie Ryan had called home for more than 40 years was filled with memories, but always very tidy. Grandma sat in the sun, her gray hair perfectly combed, wearing a peach dress, stockings, and comfortable black shoes. Her wrinkled face broke into a patient smile, and she rested her hands on the arms of her favorite chair. She had a regal air; that was one of the reasons no one could win an argument with her.
"Yeah, but it's like riding a bike," Grandma countered. "You never forget."
"You can, if you try hard enough," Eileen replied stubbornly. She'd done her best to forget it. It had been three years since she'd last worked in an office, and she didn't miss it.
She'd always hated office work. First, there was the feeling of being trapped behind a desk and having to put up with a boss who spied on her every move from behind. For Eileen, the worst part about being a secretary was outsmarting her boss and having to put up with him treating her like an idiot. She suppressed a pang of pain. Her last boss, Joshua Payton, had said he loved her, needed her; that only lasted until, after a lightning-fast promotion, he felt so important that he sent her back to the temporary secretary agency.
She wasn't about to be used and discarded again. She'd managed to escape, and she wasn't coming back, even temporarily.
-Nonsense.
"Nonsense?" Eileen repeated, laughing. -It's not like I'm asking you to jump into the deep end.
-It looks very similar.
"I'm just asking you to help Rick for two weeks. His secretary's on maternity leave, and..."
"No way, Grandma," he shook his head and took a step back. Going back to an office would be a step backward, a visit to a past he'd rather forget.
Maggie didn't even blink. She just stared at Eileen with her emerald-green eyes and waited. And kept waiting. Eileen trimmed the sails; she'd never been able to resist that trick of silence.
-Come on, Grandma. It's my vacation.
-Your vacation is canceled.
It was true. She and Tina, her best friend, had planned to spend two weeks in Mexico. But Tina had suddenly disappeared with her longtime boyfriend, leaving an apologetic phone message. Eileen found herself with her passport in her hand and no desire to go to a fantastic beach on her own.
She felt frustrated because she'd spent so much time organizing everything to keep her flower shop running in her absence. She'd trained and given every instruction to her staff to allow herself two well-deserved weeks of vacation. October was the best time for her. It was a slow time for flower shops; later on, she wouldn't have a moment off until after Valentine's Day.
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