Monday morning sun shines through office windows. She puts down the phone with a Cheshire grin.

He stands over her; his toupee’s lopsided, cologne reeking. “Can’t keep making typos, Jones.”

“Sorry.”

“Sorry’s not enough.”

“I’ll try harder.” She suppresses her grimace, knowing she’s just told his wife about his mistress.

L.S. Sharrow lives in Chicago and has published short stories in The Renaissance Court 2012 Anthology and in Fifty Word Stories. She is currently working on a novella, and has recently submitted two other short stories for publication.