Twenty minutes later, Mrs. Tinderbeck
completed the last official tasks of the hiring process. That meant signing
Saundra into the computerized time clock, logging her into the library computer
system and settling her at her desk in the children's corner of the library.
Saundra deposited her lunch bag in the refrigerator in the kitchen/break room,
refilled her cup from the pot on the counter, and headed back to Mrs.
Tinderbeck's office for what she termed the Monday morning circle-the-wagons
meeting. Twila got to the door first, stomping up from the other direction,
crossed her arms, and nodded twice with a loud snort.
"It's five minutes after 9. Where
is this wunderkind you were so excited about? Late, and on her first day of
work. Didn't I say you should have given me the job?"
"No, you did not tell me, and no, you said nothing about wanting the position." Mrs. Tinderbeck's voice was pleasant, but with a coolness that made Saundra stop, five steps away, and vow to never have that disappointed tone directed at her. "In point of fact, Saundra was almost half an hour early this morning."
"No, she --" Twila's head turned quickly enough to generate a loud crackle from her neck. Her nostrils pinched together, and her eyes widened as her gaze met Saundra's. She snorted, turned, and stomped back to the front desk.
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