CHAPTER ONE FROM “THE COTTAGE IN THE LEMON GARDEN”
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CHAPTER ONE I'm really tired, thought Emily as she attended the second meeting of the day. Her head hurt. She looked at the screen with the graphs and drawings and wondered if she could go on much longer. She looked closely at her colleagues sitting at the meeting table and their faces were lifeless; for a moment she had the impression that she was not living, but surviving. "How did I get here?" she asked himself as she looked out the large windows of one of the great skyscrapers that populate New York City. "How did I forget who I am?" "Mrs. Smith, what do you think about what your colleague Susan just said?" Emily looked at her boss, who was watching her from the 10 back of the large conference table with the usual look of someone who wants to rip you off and make your life impossible. At this question her colleagues turned in her direction and looked at her with that blank, submissive look they had always had stamped on their ...