Sixty-three Year Old Widow Refused to Hide Her Gray Hair at Work

her lips shining under the fluorescent lights. “Of course it isn’t, dear. We all just want to make sure you aren’t pushing yourself too hard.”

“I want to know why you used my computer login credentials yesterday afternoon,” I said, looking directly at her hands.

She paused, the small tube of lip balm hovering an inch from her mouth.continue reading …