Mean Girls – Part 5

1051175_innocentglitch • \GLITCH\ noun: a : a usually minor malfunction; also : an unexpected defect, fault, flaw, or imperfection, b : a minor problem that causes a temporary setback : snag

Delores found out about Ivy’s grisly death when she was called out of a meeting to human resources. In a small conference room, she sat, unmoving, in a tiny chair across from the department head and several others, including her manager. She tried to make herself as small as she could. Their voices were muffled, like in a dream.

“Therefore, we have every reason to believe that you were involved in this incident,” said the department head. “We will be sending you home today and you will remain suspended pending an investigation.”

His lips were pursed, his face red. He addressed her in loud, staccato tones. Delores heard him speaking, but wasn’t sure if the words made sense to her. She began to shiver.

He stood up, indicating the discussion was over. “You’ll go back to your desk and get your things. Edward will escort you.” He nodded toward a imposing man in the corner.

Delores stood up slowly. None of this made any sense. Her mind raced. This was a big mistake; she didn’t have anything to do with Ivy falling down the elevator shaft. How could this have happened? Edward waited for Delores to exit the small conference room and he followed her.

At her desk, Delores could feel dozens of eyes peering over the cubicle walls. She robotically grabbed what she needed: her purse, jacket and lunch bag. As a second thought, she grabbed her books and photos from the shelf over her desk and put them in a box.

Molly sat at her own desk, continuing to type, as if unaware of what was happening. The human resources assistant stood at a distance while maintaining a focused eye on every move Delores made.

When Delores finished gathering her things, she picked up the box and made her way past Molly’s desk. She felt like a dead man walking.

Molly continued to type. As she banged on the keyboard she whispered words that only Delores could hear.

“It looks like your plan had a glitch.”

Delores looked back over her shoulder. Molly stopped typing. She looked Delores squarely in the eye, grabbed a cookie from the plate and took a bite.

She chewed the cookie slowly. “Bye, Delores,” she said with a sweet grin, then looked down and continued to type.



6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. dayner
    Oct 26, 2009 @ 22:59:47

    Oh damn! You surprised me for sure. Excellent story, you could enter that in a short story contest. How many words is the entire thing? My wheels are turning…lets see, hum. Is the Writer’s Digest ‘Shorts’ contest over?


    • kathanink
      Oct 27, 2009 @ 14:54:57

      Thanks, Dayner!! It’s like 1600 words or so, which is the same amount I’ll have to write every day for the next month. And this took me how long? Oh no!!

      Yea, I think the shorts contest is over. I never win those contesty things and they cost money to enter. Maybe I’ll try a lit mag?


  2. darksculptures
    Oct 23, 2009 @ 21:17:00

    Nice twist! I didn’t see that coming.


  3. natasha
    Oct 23, 2009 @ 08:49:03

    I love it! Talk about mean girls!!


    • kathanink
      Oct 23, 2009 @ 09:07:13

      Thanks, Natasha! I have to say that I’m a little proud of myself just for finishing this thing. I struggle with fiction writing, so this was a challenge for me.


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