FICTION
When the Price of Being Nice is Too High
And hurts like hell
Louise took a sip of her drink and rubbed her chin as she contemplated her choice. It was not one to be made lightly, after all her decision would determine her future. Her thoughts were interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. It was her friend Laura.
“Thanks for coming at such short notice. I need your help,” she began.
Laura nodded, shook her head, threw her arms up and occasionally interjected with a piece of advice as she listened to Louise’s story.
“You’re gifted, intelligent and have a good education. It’s time you took action,” she finally said as she patted Louise’s hand. Louise nodded then leaned over to whisper something in Laura’s ear.
“That’s wonderful news!” Laura exclaimed. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
“My sister could go.”
“Your sister? Tell me how that works out when we next meet. Seriously though Louise, you need to get your act together and start showing the world what you have to offer instead of being used. And pray of course.”
"As in "lead us not into temptation?""
“Hey, don’t look at me – I know a short-cut!” Both women laughed.
