Gemotions

The spreadsheet on the laptop screen seemed to mock her. She scrolled through the columns, the numbers blurring together, the air thick with tension. She knew something was wrong. Her friend, Jake, had always been a great liar, but this time, the lie had escalated to a level she didn’t know how to deal with. She’d been trying to get the truth for weeks, and now she had proof. The information on his claimed “financial advisor” job didn’t make sense. She slammed the laptop shut. He was late. Again.