F&R

Rhonda slammed the ledger on her desk closed and tossed her pen down so that it skitted across the surface. Funds were always tight but this year seemed more so.
She leaned back and folded her arms over her chest glaring at the offending paperwork. Her eyes wondered to the edge of her desk where her book sat and she smiled as she remembered her conversation with Frank. She decided to take a break and do something crazy. All these papers would be here in the morning. She picked up the phone and dial the number have found placed neatly next to her bookmark. " Um yes ..Mr Mitchell? .this is Ms.ros...uh...frank this is Rhonda.. if u could give me a call back I'd like to take u up on that offer.