More tears beaded Mary’s eyes, and she wiped them with the paper towel Mr. Timmerman offered. “I have been going through a lot lately,” she said. “I didn’t expect this kind of treatment here.”
“Mr. Timmerman,” Ana tried to stand up for herself. But her boss spoke over her. “Don’t, Ana,” he said.
He’d jumped through hoops to get Ana this job since he was friends with her late dad. He turned to the weeping Mary.