Xanthe hated sports, especially anything that made her hot and sweaty. The only exceptions were saunas, hot tubs, or when she was with Clint, her on-again, off-again boyfriend.
But here she was, in the park, playing softball. Her company insisted on reinforcing teamwork and connectivity, which was why she had to be in attendance.
It was a workday and all the bosses were there so she couldn’t even sneak off early. Her colleagues were enjoying themselves, but Xanthe couldn’t care less.
She sighed, eagerly awaiting next week when she would hand in her notice and escape for good.
About This Story
The above story is part of a collection of short fiction pieces that I have collated and published into a paperback book.
