Mixed Metaphors X
Friday came early and Becky was still in a funk over the death of the old man. She just wished she had got to know him, for a little while anyway. The drawings of him had brought her so much pleasure, and had actually got her the job at the agency. Although Tony suggested she stay home, she felt compelled to go in to work, besides being there would take her mind off the old man. She was surprised she felt so bad over the loss of someone she had never known. Tony had an interview at ten...