The interview had come and gone, a week to be exact and l was still in the dark about the outcome. Not that l was holding my breath or anything of the sort. But l couldn't help but wonder if l had done enough to get the job. But thinking about it wouldn't change what had already happened.
Isabel and l had made plans last time we met to meet up again. The thought of meeting my soon-to-be-husband's-girlfriend was a tad bit awkward. Yes we were more acquaintances than enemies but l wasn't one to let my guard down.
"enjoy yourself dear. Its good to see you making friends" my relationship with Mrs Keys had changed over the past week. I don't know if it's because they had used me as a sacrificial lamb to save their business and reputations or maybe, just maybe, although the thought is unsettling, she was starting to see me as a daughter than an enemy. And l didn't know how to feel about that.
