Boyfriend
‘Boyfriend?’ ‘Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!’ The alarm clock went off at exactly six o’clock on Monday morning. Heather lay under the thick blue comforter and closed her eyes tightly. She contemplated hitting the snooze button, then realized that just made her a chicken. ‘Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!’ ‘Oh God I wish I was dead,’ Heather thought as she pulled the comforter over her head. She knew this was not going to be the most pleasant day at work. What if she lost her job over this? Charles was...