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

She slowly capped it and set it on the desk next to a stack of colored folders.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, Martha,” she said. “I have my own terminal in the back office. Why would I need yours?”

“The agency system log shows that three of my long-term commercial client files were modified yesterday at exactly three o’clock,” I said. “A user continue reading …