“When Jean died, we all assumed we would miss her”, said Clare, whose responsibilities include the stationery cupboard. “But once the funeral was over and done with, her desk was allocated to somebody else.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Life moves on”.
“She was bubbly and vivacious”, said Vic, from accounts, “but not what you’d call particularly attractive. If I think of Jean now - which isn’t often - I can hardly remember what she looked like. Brunette, I think.”
Sally remembered her co-worker. “I’m trying to think back to the good times we had, Jean and I, and then I realise that I barely knew her at all. We worked side-by-side for a couple of years, but I can’t even remember the name of her son. James, or maybe John.”
Frank had been Jean’s line manager. “It was very sad, at the time. A condolence card went round the office for everyone to sign. It seemed like the least we could do”...