Though the daylight was still brilliantly sunny, by nightfall it had turned to flashing lightning and booming thunder.
In the storeroom, Ave Carlisle had neatly arranged all the cleaning tools and, removing her cleaner's protective gear, she hung it inside the cupboard and closed the door.
"Here, this is your money for today," the logistics supervisor said.
For years, the exchange of money had become routine. Ave Carlisle took the money and said, "Thank you."
"You know, girl, have you ever thought about switching to another position?" the logistics supervisor asked.
Switch positions?
Hah, what position here, other than a cleaner, is clean?
Ave Carlisle shook her head and said, "No thanks."
