Enna Clark dropped Bobby off at kindergarten, then went to the company to work.
Today is Monday, the peak of going to work.
There are all people at the elevator entrance.
When she arrived, everyone else looked at her.
When the elevator arrived, everyone let her go in first, and then they entered. Moreover, in the small crowded elevator, no one crowded her. Everyone squeezed to the side as much as possible. There were hardly any standing room left elsewhere, but she had plenty of space in her corner.
The elevator quickly stopped at the third floor, and Enna came out with her bag.
Just entered the office floor, someone patted her shoulder, and greeted her as if a spring breeze, "Sister Enna, good morning."
Did she know this young girl?
Enna looked confused but still politely said, "Morning."
