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“Who is PJ?” he asked.
“Philomena Wilson. The woman you fired.”
He shook his head. “No. Her name was Avery.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“I might be old, but I know my employees’ names. Yes, I am positive.”
This made no sense. I rattled off the street address. “That is here, correct?”
He shook his head. “That’s next door. You have the wrong place.”
Thank God. I knew she wasn’t a thief.
I stood up and said, “I’m sorry for wasting your time.”
He smiled. “The only time wasted is one that you regret. It was nice speaking with you. And please, remember, send her flowers often.”
“I will.”
I left his office and headed outside. I could see the building next door, but that couldn’t be right. It was a funeral home.
My jaw dropped. All the black outfits now made sense.
And I fucking sent a smiley-face bouquet here.
No longer did I need to wonder why she was fired. It was my fault. The only way to fix this would be by being straightforward with them.
I went inside and asked to speak to the owner. “That is me. How can I help you?”
By his tone, I could tell he thought I was there to make funeral arrangements. “I’m here about one of your employees.”
“Oh. Is there a problem?”
“Yes. You fired her for something that was not her fault.”
“I’m sorry, but I do not know what you’re talking about. I have the same staff I’ve had for ten years. No one has been fired.”
What the fuck!
“Are you telling me you didn’t fire a woman last night for receiving flowers here?” I asked.
“We are a funeral home. People send flowers here all the time.”
I knew I had the correct address. So what am I missing now?
Another man came out from the back and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were with anyone.”
“Jack, this person believes a young woman was fired last night. Do you know anything about that?”
He nodded. “Yes. The professional mourner. I believe they asked her to leave after she received flowers. Very inappropriate. The woman should have known better than to allow such a thing. The family was mortified.”
“Professional mourner?” I asked, having no clue what that was.
“Yes. She’s hired to attend wakes and funerals.”
That sounded like a horrible job. Hell, I’d rather wash toilets than attend funerals all the time. I’d ask her about what her job entailed after I fixed this.
