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Last lines: Becca is fired, and has a temper tantrum, knocking things over and starting a fire that Lily puts out, but the Building is evacuated. The security guards escorting Becca get separated from her, but then a hand lands on her shoulder. Becca: “Get off me, you-”
“Is this her?” The police officer asked over his shoulder.
“Yes, that’s her,” Irving said.
“You have to come with me,” The officer moved Becca away from the building. “You have the right to remain silent; anything you say…”
That bastard Irving! Becca twisted to look behind her at her co-workers huddled together, staring at her with pale, shocked faces. What a bunch of losers.
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“Lily Wasn’t There” is a short story I can’t quite get right. I’m hoping the feedback from WeWriWa will help.
Becca’s life hasn’t gone how she planned. Stuck in an accounting job she despises, she scrapes by with a paycheck that doesn’t buy her half of what she deserves. She wants to find a man before she’s thirty, get married, and never work another day in her life. While at work, she people-watches, and one particular coworker is often the focus of her attention–Lily. Lily is everything Becca hates–buttoned-up, bland, and overly dedicated to her job–or so Becca thinks.