And eventually, so dangerous.
“PEOPLE HAVE NOTICED.”
The day before Marcus’s company pool party, Rachel caught me near the office coffee machine.
She handed me a mug.
Then said:
“You know people have started noticing, right?”
I frowned.
“Noticing what?”
“Marcus.”
“What about him?”
Rachel gave me a look.
“He’s at your house constantly.”
“He was Daniel’s best friend.”
“I know.”
“And he’s helping.”
“I know that too.”
She lowered her voice.
“But he’s also your boss.”
I stiffened.
“So?”
“So you’re a widow who works for him, and he’s basically functioning as part of your household.”
I hated how ugly it sounded when she said it that way.
“He’s being kind.”
“I’m not accusing him of anything.”
Rachel leaned closer.
“I’m saying people can’t see what’s in your heart. They see what’s happening.”
I looked away.
