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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Wednesday August 1st 2001
Tiffany heard Jan's angry voice upstairs in Clark's office. The thought of just walking out of the door and never coming back entered her mind. She couldn't figure out how she would face her boss after he saw the tabloid newspapers today. The intercom on her desk buzzed.
"Yes."
"Tiffany could you come up stairs," Clark said in a grave voice.
"Sure."
Tiffany wiped the perspiration from her forehead as she stood and slowly started to walk towards the stairway.
As she climbed the stairs she offered silent prayers as each foot touched the next step. She quickly decided that if things went too wrong she would just quit her job and go home to Georgia or perhaps her sister Starlene would get a job and help out. She reached the top of the stairs and saw that Clarks' office door was shut. She took a deep breath and softly knocked on the door.
"Come in," Clark said.
Tiffany opened the door and walked into the office.
"Have a seat," Clark said motioning for her to sit in a chair next to Jan. She quickly complied.
"Tiffany have you seen the headlines in today's newspaper?" he asked.
"Yes," she said looking down at her high heels.
"How did this happen?" he asked pointing to the newspaper on his desk that Jan had brought him.
"Clark you see what she was doing?" Jan snapped looking down her nose at Tiffany.
"I don't know what to say," Tiffany said glancing towards her boss.
"Maybe you should finally admit what I've known all along Tiffany," Jan said.
"Tiffany…." Clark said looking at Jan sternly.
"I'm sorry Clark," Tiffany mumbled.
"Sorry isn't going to be enough. This will probably cost Amir any chance of becoming Mayor," Clark said.
"Fire her," Jan snapped.
"Jan please," Clark said. "Tiffany how long has this been going on?"
"Not too long," she said not having any idea what answer to give.
"Tiffany this is very serious indeed. The media will probably be calling here now," Clark said.
"I'm so sorry," she said not wanting to tell him that WLAT news had already called this morning.
"I don't think any clients will want to book parties with me after this. I don't know how I'll make ends meet," Clark said pushing his chair back and walking towards his window to stare out onto the cobblestone courtyard of Washington Mews.
"Clark I never meant for this to happen," Tiffany said.
"What did you think would happen Tiffany when you go to a wealthy man's house and throw yourself on him like that," Jan said.
"I didn't throw myself on Amir."
"It looks like you did," Jan said picking up the newspaper and holding up the picture towards Clark.
"I don't know where that came from," Tiffany said wiping the tears as they rolled quickly down her red cheeks. "Clark may I …I go home?" she asked as her voice broke under the strain.
"I think you should," he said.
"I'm sorry…. I'll see you tomorrow," she said walking towards the door.
"Call first", he said.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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