Hundred and Six

VALERIA

I hid a grin as I stood by, watching Rosy giving instructions in terse, clipped tones to a member of her staff. The woman gave her a response which was obviously not pleasing to Rosy judging by how irate she was looking. The woman left, looking harassed. Rosy sighed, pressed a hand to her temples like a woman at her wits' end. She snagged a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. She barked an order at him. He hurried away, rather red in the face.

I hid a grin. It was all very easy for her to tell me to always control my temper. Now she was having trouble doing it. It just showed you it easier to give advice than take it, though I had to admit that she had a legitimate excuse for her behaviour. Today was the day of the long awaited project launch. We had all been working around the clock for this day. We were all on edge in varying degrees, but Rosy looked like she was about to fall off the edge. For the past few hours, she had been biting off the head of anyone unfortunate