“As Nancy watched, he raised a fist threateningly and shook it at Heather, who shrank back in terror. Then he smashed his fist into the wall next to her and stormed angrily out the door. Nancy rushed up to Heather. “Are you okay?” she asked. With a shaking hand, Heather pushed a lock of hair back into place. Her whole face was twitching. She licked her lips nervously and made a brave attempt at a smile. “Sure,” she said. “No problem!” “What was that all about?” Nancy asked. “Oh, nothing,” Heathe...r said quickly. “Nothing’s wrong. Really. Or nothing will be as soon as I get rid of this.” She looked down at the shopping bag she was carrying. “I don’t ever want to see another test sample or think about another questionnaire. This is definitely not the field for me!” She began walking out the exit again, and Nancy walked beside her. When they reached Heather’s car, Nancy asked, “Are you sure you’re all right to drive?” “Oh, yes,” Heather said, but there was still a tremor in her voice.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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