He had snarled at her that Western Union was always making mistakes and that she should check numbers 62 and 52 and 27 and so on before she bothered t...e Bureau. Why not 18th street, too and 108th street, why not every building in the whole city of ten million or whatever it was... ?Axel had told her that he knew exactly how callous and indifferent the police appeared to be. It was really because they were overworked, he assured her, but he knew someone in City Hall who would see that her. “Love you too, Mom,” Amy responded as she waved and watched the van back out of the garage and driveway. She continued waving as the van turned at the corner of the street and headed out of the neighborhood.“Phew!” exclaimed Amy. “Time to go inside and cool off.”Amy walked into the now empty garage, hit the switch to close the garage door, and headed indoors to the adjoining laundry room.Slipping off her running shoes and placing them on the inside mat next to the door to the garage, Amy. So this morning I called her in to my office for the twelfth time.“Do you know why I called you in Anne?”“No Jessica?”“It’s the typing again, you keep making so many mistakes,”“I’m sorry,”“Anne, I can’t put up with it any longer, you are costing me money,”“Please, I need this job!”Anne started to cry and something inside me flipped. I disliked this pathetic behaviour.“Sorry Anne it is not going to work, you have to go.”Anne collapsed to her knees and sobbed into her hands.“Jessica, I will do. " Well, look, I don't want to deprive you. Since you have yourheart set on the panties, why don't I just buy them for you, andif they don't fit, we'll find someone to give them to. OK?" Icould see nothing now but the sharp glances of the nearby womenand especially the two girls. I would have run away except thatCharlotte was looking directly at me waiting for my response. Itwas as if I was impaled by her look. My mind raced to figure outif I had really shown the desire for the panties that she.