After putting her phone on flight mode, Mary turned towards me. She asked, "How is your job working out for you? Did your boss raise your salary?" Her smile was as big as an elephant's trunk.
"Haha... so funny! Isn't she your boss too?"
She shrugged, "Yes, she is... but not fully. I am still independent."
"Is that so? Mary, are you angry?" I asked.
Mary was smiling at me weirdly. One thing I am good at is, knowing whether a person is angry at me or not.
"No, I am not. I am not angry at you for not calling me or even meeting me, even though I called you so many times," laughed Mary. Although she was laughing, I could see her curled up fists below the table.
