She Handed Her Boss A Sealed Resignation Letter, B…

Three months earlier, before I resigned, I had applied for an oversight position there. The role focused on grant compliance across three states. I had not told anyone at Evergreen.

Not Melanie. Not Diane. Certainly not Reginald.

“Anita Mercer?” Zachary asked. “This is Anita.”

“We’d like to offer you the position.”

I stood in the middle of my kitchen, still wearing my office blouse, with a stack of Evergreen files spread across the table. “Your experience with grant implementation makes you uniquely qualified to oversee compliance,” he said.

The irony was not lost on me. I accepted immediately. “When can you start?” he asked.

I looked at the calendar on the wall. “In exactly three weeks.”

My self-imposed final day. As my last day approached, tension built inside me like a gathering storm.

Would my plan work? Would anyone actually read the email? Would it matter?