Eyes of Glass

part 4

The following morning, I wake up feeling refreshed with a lot of energy.

Despite being exhausted last night, I slept throughout the night.

My dreams last night were mainly about pleasant memories of growing up as a child.

As usual, I spend half an hour browsing the Internet before getting ready for work.

When I arrive at the office, I immediately log onto Facebook and scan through my news feed.

Nothing interesting catches my eye, so I click on the link leading to my personal page.

There, among other things, is a status update posted by none other than Mrs. Johnson herself:

«Hi Everyone! I’m glad to report that my husband Harold is recovering nicely from his injuries.

He’s still in pain, but thankfully, he’s stable enough to return home next week.

Thank you all for your prayers and support!»

“waaaa”

My stomach twists violently and I gag.

How dare she lie to me like that?

Not only did she lie about her husband’s death, but she also implied that he survived the fire.

And worse yet, she says she hold a big responsibility for saving his life.

No wonder she wanted to sell my dollhouse to someone else.

Clearly, she thinks that I’m stupid enough to believe her lies.

Well, I won’t let her fool me again.

I’m done dealing with her.

From now on, I’ll deal exclusively with eBay.

I slam my fist down hard on the keyboard and exit the program.

Stunned, I stare at the screen for several seconds before realizing that I haven’t even touched the mousepad.

I quickly move my hand away from the computer and stand up.

Grabbing my purse, I leave quickly out the front door without looking back.

Outside, I spot a taxi pulling up alongside the curb.

So, I hop in and tell the driver to take me home.

And yes, of course I gave him my address and didn't play the main character in a movie.

Along the way, I think about what I plan to say to Mrs. Johnson when I finally confront her.