Audiobook Demo - Black Volta
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to be honest, Tiffany, I really am in a rush. You needed me to sign something. The HR money. Jen nodded. I understand how stressful off a time this must be for you. But Carl Madison had a question when he was reviewing your bereavement. Leave paperwork. Please have a seat. This won't take. But a minute, hon Lays sat as did Tiffany, which made Liz have to look upward across the desk to meets the HR money just face. Perhaps the woman's chair was set at a higher level. Or perhaps Hurriyah End was so joining Thomas. It made her taller sitting down than standing up. As Tiffany looked across and down at Liz, her eyes widened. My goodness. She said, What have you done with your hair? My hair. Oh, you mean my braids. I took them out. I decided to lock it. Locket? Yes. Dreadlocks. And what have you done with your hair, Tiffany? I like it. Liz touched the sight of her own hair. Where, in Tiffany's case, a bright streak of platinum blonde highlights framed her milk. White face. You do? Why, thank you. I decided to be playful and at a little bit of color. Well, it looks nice. What would Karl like to know? Oh, um, he said that before he could sign off on your bereavement leave paperwork, he needed to understand why you were requesting two whole weeks of leave because my dad died. Said lose. I know that we understand that. But why the whole two weeks? Karl needed to know it is a tad unusual. Allegheny Mercy occasionally approves this type of leave, but only for four days. With the possibility of adding 1/5 day Eve, the employee must travel a significant distance to attend the funeral. I must travel a significant distance. Tiffany, the funeral is in Africa. Liz held a solemn face but cringed inwardly not because she was betraying the hospital, which could goto ****. But because of her father, this bride gray haired gentleman, was very much alive and in a matter of hours would be rising from his full mattress in his mud block room to drink cocoa porridge and peddle his bicycle to his bookshop, where he would sit and read his newspapers through his coke bottle glasses. Yes, said Tiffany, we do realize your case is a bit exceptional and that South Africa is very far away. My goodness, I can't imagine how long the playwright is to get there, Gana said. Lee's pardon? I'm going to Ghana, not South Africa. Yes, that's right. So we do realize that yours is a special case and we understand that it takes a long time to get to Uganda. But we're also required to abide by our corporate policies, which Karl pointed out, specify four days for bereavement leave in the case of death of an immediate family member, which your father most certainly was, with the possibility of adding 1/5 day as long as the corporate vice president of human resource is signs off on it, heat rose in Lizzie's cheeks. Tiffany. The funeral itself will last at least five days once it gets underway, which will be after I get myself all the way to Ghana, toe organize and pay for everything, and then I have to get back. That's why I need the whole two weeks. I understand that, hon, I really do, said Tiffany, her voice growing softer with emotion before shift him back to more business speak. But you must understand that here in Allegheny Mercy, we are committed to treating all of our employees equally. I'm sorry, hon, but we can on Lee approve for you at most. The five days also, we will need a copy of your father's death certificates. Rage boiled in Liza's throats. To the extent that she coughed, she breathed and coughed again. Excuse me, she said. I need to get a drink of water.