A Way Down

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  "I know, I know," Carole said, into her cellphone. She was walking around her apartment in a white shirt and pajama bottoms. "I know. I just quit the other day also. I kinda wish I told Richard how I felt about him before leaving. Who knew he wouldn't be coming back?"

  She walked over to her purple chair that was sitting in front of a shag carpet and sat down. Crossing her legs, she started biting her nails as she was listening to the other person on the phone. Her eyes bounced around the room.

 

  "I was gonna go back there once he got back from his trip and try to see if he would take me back," she said into her phone. "Look, I'll find another job. I know I won't find one as high paying as the one I had, but I'll get another one, mother. Trust me."