Watching Her

Chapter 6

Lucy yawned as carried her McDonald's coffee cup into her open plan office a few seconds late as ever and shuffled down the hall to her cubicle and noisily swung her handbag down on the floor. Tammy's brunette hair and then her stylishly made-up face popped up like a Meerkat from behind the office divider.

"Morning you!" she smiled.

Lucy grunted and then gulped from the yellow paper cup "Morning!" she replied after swallowing.

"Oh, what's up Hon?" Tammy asked as she leaned on the glass office divider between their desks.

Lucy looked both ways "Oh just a shite night of sleep."

"Noisy pipes again?"

Lucy chuckled and gulped from her coffee. "Yeah, something like that. Just can't get comfortable and It's a brand-new mattress. It was the one thing Dad let me buy new, and I stupidly went cheap!" she shook her head as she sat down.

"It's difficult living on your own, you need to find yourself a replacement for Chris. It has been like a year or so now?"

Lucy tutted her head "Not now, I am too busy and got far too much house stuff on my mind."

"Fair enough, we have a meeting with Mr Simpson at ten, apart from that it's all good fun."

Lucy clutched her coffee mug at the dread of the meeting. "Great."

"It will be fine; he was in a good mood this morning."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I am!" she chuckled, finished off her coffee and then took off her coat.

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Lucy squinted at her face in the mirror of the toilets as the cistern behind her flushed and the door flung open, she smiled and gave Tammy through the mirror the once over from head to toe and did a double take. As she walked out of the cubicle fiddling with her dark hair, then straightened her white blouse and finally tugged on a light orange coloured pencil skirt as she approached the sinks. "Hey Hon, have fun with the mirror, don't get too close or you will head butt yourself!" she chuckled as she turned the taps on and squirted the soap and started to wash her hand as Lucy stepped back away from the mirror.

"Yeah, I think the mirror at home is warped or something."

"Why is that?"

"Oh, it is just playing games with me and my head, just like the ones at the fair, you know the one that makes you look fat!"

"But you're definitely not Hon!"

"I know, but the crazy mirror at home is making me look a little older, but I can come in here and I'm back to being thirty, the one at home I'm scarily forty or something." She frowned and then leaned against the sink and pulled at her skin around her eyes.

"That's just silly Lucy, a mirror can't age you. Come on, how much sleep have you missed?"

"A bit, I tossed and turned till about three." Lucy said as she leaned forward, so close that her breath steamed and clouded up the mirror.

"It's Friday tomorrow, are you going to come out with all? We are thinking of heading for a drink in the Kings and dancing in Shades. You can then sleep it off all weekend!"

"Hmmm, I still have the garden to look at, I think Simba is out there somewhere in the wilds." She started smearing the water droplets on the mirror with the palm of her hand.

"Rome wasn't built in a day."

"I know, I know."

Both girls jumped as the door opened "Right better get back to it!" Lucy stated as she wiped her hands down on her skirt.