“Good evening, everyone,” he said. “I’d like to take a moment to recognize one of our employees for his work with this company.”
Two people appeared at the back of the room, carrying a large box tied with a white satin bow.
They walked straight toward Carl.
And my husband, who had just called me a housekeeper, straightened his shirt and began to smile.
PART 2
I watched the whole thing from behind the fern, with the ice water sweating through my fingers.
The two people carrying the box were Priya Shah, David’s executive assistant, and Marcus Reed, our finance director.
Priya’s eyes were red.
They set the box on the floor in front of my husband.
A big cardboard box with a white satin bow.
Carl glanced around the room, smiling, waiting for the applause.
Sheila squeezed his arm.
“Go ahead, Carl,” David said into the microphone. “Open it.”
Carl pulled the bow.
